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Grandma Brander

Audio Recordings, Family, Relationships, Remembering / tagged Childhood, Games / July 12, 2022 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

Mother would sometimes stop our play and send us to visit her mother in that little white house
She may have had grand stories to tell, about her childhood in England and Ontario and her brother lost at sea, and our grandfather whom we'd never met
What was he like - Were we like him - Would we want to be
It was a leap we never took, and spent afternoons in leaps more comfortable to us all - small coloured marbles over small coloured marbles in the inscrutability of Chinese Checkers

Man Cave

Audio Recordings / tagged Football, Games, Sports / February 13, 2022 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

Since the sun
can be blinding at times
and women intense as well

Man must turn as Plato says
and take a little time to watch
shadows and sports upon the wall

In honor of Super Bowl LVI; is this really the year of the tiger?

Olympic Games

Audio Recordings, Poems about Poetry / tagged Admiration, Games / February 11, 2022 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

In ancient Greece
the athlete was admired
statues raised in his honor

Olympic games every four years
the basis for the whole Greek calendar

Modern Olympics forget the Greek Ideal
of sound mind in sound body

Forget the many statues of the wise
Forget that Olympic games contained
display and competition
in poetry, in music, and in drama

In the modern Olympics every four years
a new sport is voted in
I vote to add the balance back

Twenty Nine

Audio Recordings, Family / tagged Games, Hobbies, Playing Cards / February 8, 2022 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

Dad never got a perfect hand in cribbage
though he played more games than mother or me
or most of his friends who got one

He never got struck by lightening either
though the odds are twenty times better
and it may have kept him here
many years after the stroke; trying, trying, trying

Words and Music

Family, Relationships / tagged Covid19, Games, Quarantine, Scrabble / July 25, 2020 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

Words and music
Scrabble game with a bouquet of flowers

Thriving through the day, month, year, with games, music and family at our Edmonton kitchen table.

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