I went to Belmont, Wisconsin I asked at the gas station if there was a parade I was told yes there was I went to my usual spot in front of the post office I read my books, one on stories from Vietnam Vets called Nam by Dave Baker Another book was ghost story from my childhood about a miser Called Walking Otto who befriended a ten year old girl I ate my beef sticks from Haubers in Dickeyville Ate my string cheese from Piggly Wiggly Played Tetris on my Nintendo DS Listened to Key and Peele and the George Floyd Funeral on my recorder I finally left at ten minutes to ten o'clock There was no parade, but there was a fair with cows, pigs, goats, rabbits And chickens, no rides, no food At least I tried to go to a parade
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Posted: Sep 2020
About this poem:
This coronovirus is messing things up. There were no masks being worn at the gas station, since Lafayette County doesn't require them, but I didn't know that since Grant and Dubuque counties require them.
Hi, mcradloff At least I tried to go to a parade ...Kudos to you! I enjoyed reading this account of your outing. A lot of interesting things were enjoyed while waiting...a good way to spend one’s morning, sounds like! One being, I read my books, one on stories from Vietnam Vets called Nam by Dave Baker... Recently, via Zoom, I was able to listen to Viet Nam Vet and poet Doug Anderson read some of his poetry. It was a riveting experience. I’m not familiar with Dave Baker’s work; but, will have to check it out. Thanks for sharing.
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At least I tried to go to a parade ...Kudos to you! I enjoyed reading this account of your outing. A lot of interesting things were enjoyed while waiting...a good way to spend one’s morning, sounds like! One being, I read my books, one on stories from Vietnam Vets called Nam by Dave Baker... Recently, via Zoom, I was able to listen to Viet Nam Vet and poet Doug Anderson read some of his poetry. It was a riveting experience. I’m not familiar with Dave Baker’s work; but, will have to check it out. Thanks for sharing.