The Long Island Sound


The high school reunion,

which I won’t attend,

Will be held

in Las Vegas,



I’ll go out to Long Island,

out near the end,

Where  still  they will say,

In much the same way,


“Hey dere,

whatz happenin’,

whatz dah madah?’’


It’s odd what we say,

when we’re really not thinking –

Magician’s, with rabbits,

and top hats –


Where someone will say,

“Long Island is sinking!”

all will await,

to top that.


A marriage of two,

attended by many;

I’ll try not

to be

in the way.


Not knowing the many,

indeed, if I know any,

I can lie,

like the lot,

when I say:


The high mountain ranges,

of New Mexico,

comes not from tectonics –

but fission:


Where the moon left the place

they still call Socorro;

it left the high hills

on emission.


And then on Long Island

we’ll sit down to eat –

A custom,

post wedding,

chat habit;



Especially nice,

at all of these Long Island meals,

Is the feeding each other

Welsh Rabbit.


©2011, Marvin Welborn.

Revised 3 July 2014. 24 Jan 2018

Original Publication: Union Station and Paradigm Shift; Xlibris, March 2012


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