Beanery Online Literary Magazine

July 6, 2011

A Beanery Writers Group Homage to Bob Sanzi

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A BEANERY WRITERS GROUP HOMAGE TO BOB SANZI

Beanery Writers Group

I looked for your car when I arrived at the June 24, 2010, Beanery Writers Meeting.

            I hadn’t heard…You were gone.

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     Bob, you left too soon. Some of us needed to learn more from you. It’s hard to believe that you only joined us on June 12, 2010. At your last meeting, June 10, 2011, you were so excited about the new car Nancy bought and allowed you to drive to the meeting.

      We all heard your gruff, commanding, voice, and experienced your unique bombastic manner, at the first Beanery Writers Group meetings you attended. Some of us questioned whether we could tolerate you. You were opinionated, certain you were right, and felt you had to talk and talk and talk to push your point, even after everyone had “gotten it.” You were so certain you were right.

     Your identity was enmeshed in cars—you were quite animated and willing to share a multitude of car stories. After all, you were a car guy who even amused us by turning a prompt on the Kentucky Derby into a car piece. You didn’t seem to understand that (more…)

July 4, 2011

Red, White and Blue Dreams

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RED, WHITE AND BLUE DREAMS

Diana Reh Hunt

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Red, white and blue dreams

born in sandbox games,

rocked to stars ‘n stripes lullabies

in cradles of freedoms to come.

Young hopes fly high on tire swings

when the dreamers’ smiles outshine the sun.

 

Red, white and blue dreams

come from family farm to (more…)

January 9, 2011

Train Up a Child

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TRAIN UP A CHILD

Fran

Scripture: Proverbs 22:6 Train up a child in the way he should go, And when he is old he will not depart from it.

Reflection: It is 1980…

     “Dad, it’s Sunday. I need some sleep.”

     The voice of a young boy rang out loudly through the house in response to his father’s call to awaken, knowing what his father’s answer would be—it was always the same: get up, get dressed, and go to church.

     It is 2007…

     “Dad, it’s Sunday. I’m tired, let me sleep.”

     The man standing at the staircase bottom heard these words as he called to awaken his son. The memory of those same words he told his father in 1980 made him smile.

     The boy of 1980 had become a good father, faithful to his God and church, never failing to seek help through faith. Two hours after awakening his son, he watched the child don his robe and light the candles as acolyte at Sunday services. The young boy was proud, smiling. He told everyone (more…)

December 1, 2010

Walk Slow and Notice Everything

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WALK SLOW AND NOTICE EVERYTHING

Kern F. Little

 

Walk Slow and Notice Everything

my father

walked slow

noticed everything

as a youth

I ran fast

missing everything

as a father

I rushed around

going to work

going to school events

visiting friends

just doing what needed done

missing everything

first he took my job away

I never slowed down

he took my wife away

I never slowed down

he took my (more…)

November 21, 2010

All is Well

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ALL IS WELL

Anonymous 

SCRIPTURE:   Psalm 139:5  …Thou hast beset me behind and before, and laid thine hand upon me.   

REFLECTION: Many years ago, while pregnant, I was diagnosed with a very serious illness called diabetes. Usually diabetes goes away after the baby is born. In my case, it did not.

     With diabetes, your body stops producing a drug called Insulin. Insulin maintains the sugar in your body at an acceptable level. A too high or too low sugar level requires medication, in pill form or a shot, to (more…)

August 19, 2008

I BELIEVE GOD INVENTED DANCING

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I BELIEVE GOD INVENTED DANCING

FAYE ADAMS

I Believe God Invented Dancing

Why should I think this way?
Have you watched tall grass sway;
have you ever noticed leaves
merrily respond to the breeze;
 
considered robin’s “bob and run”
as he (more…)