Pre-Wedding Surprise (Rollie, Part I)

Rollie Bob Amy Twirl N Puke

Rollie, Amy, and Bob, July 1984

Pre-Wedding Surprise (Rollie, Part I)

What a night
Jo and Rollie drove down
from our hometown to NYC
We chowed Chinese, then
scrabbled cross Canal
A little Italian style

La Bella Ferrara
Sinatra-stacked juke
“Summer Wind” as we
strolled in for cannoli
Surprise! Down the block
in full swing was

the San Genaro Festival
Smiling street vendors
Splendy Christmas lights
Rides, rides, rides
Rollie, Bob and I fly
spinning on the Twirl N Puke

Bob’s brother Roy
brought his camera and
just for fun, with arms
stretched above his head,
snapped photos – but didn’t
know what would develop

Who would know he’d
hit the jackpot shot
Four years later,
Rollie was gone gone gone
This happenstance photo
is how he lives on

© 2014 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil

This is the first of a TRIPTYCH about Rollie.  If you want to read more, I just posted #2m and the third will probably go up Tuesday or Wednesday.  Check back then if you wish!

dverse Poets asked for poems with repeated words or phrases. This was written yesterday, so I suppose it was meant to be!  Also submitting to Imaginary Garden With Real Toads’ Open Link Monday.

Bob (now Rob) was my first husband, father of Riley. His brother Roy has the most incredible luck – timing – he’s a drummer! Rollie was my sister Jo’s husband; more about him as we go through a three-day reflection on a sweet man who died suddenly – and far too soon. Check out the pic again and see the big man with the big heart. Peace, Amy

24 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. claudia
    Jun 19, 2014 @ 23:17:16

    oh i’m sorry for your loss amy… love how you bring him alive and the carefree mood of those moments lived and spent together… life is so fragile…we def. should inhale and enjoy every single minute of its precious scent…


    Jun 20, 2014 @ 00:52:40

    A great way to remember someone special. The happiness shines through.


  3. vandana
    Jun 20, 2014 @ 01:12:29

    People go away but there sweet memories always live in our hearts:)


  4. pandamoniumcat
    Jun 20, 2014 @ 05:11:51

    Such a lovely photo, everyone is so happy…great to have such memories.


  5. Grace
    Jun 20, 2014 @ 05:34:44

    I’m sorry for your loss Amy ~ Lucky that you still have this precious photo to remind you of happy times ~ Your faces certainly show it, smiles ~


  6. Sumana Roy
    Jun 20, 2014 @ 06:23:36

    a jovial mood suddenly numbed into a mute silence…so shocking…so sorry for your loss Amy…the fond memories will live on…


  7. brian miller
    Jun 20, 2014 @ 07:02:37

    i am glad you had the times…have the picture to remind you of him…life changes so fast…and we never know what to expect…nor how long we have been given with those we love…


  8. Roger Green
    Jun 20, 2014 @ 09:38:17

    But you had fun, fun, fun…(Beach Boys stuck in my head; Brian Wilson’s birthday today AND I wrote W for Wilson brothers.) Glad you have the memory.


  9. Walt Wojtanik
    Jun 20, 2014 @ 09:50:12

    What a tender memory! It is like an embrace that no one wants to break free of without losing it forever. But, you’ve written it so well it will remain in memory with whatever fondness you attach to it, and we share in that joy AND sorrow together. Thanks for introducing us to that piece of you. It makes me remember those I have lost with more warmth! Thank you Amy. And thanks for popping over to “TTEOAPH”


  10. kaykuala
    Jun 20, 2014 @ 10:09:48

    It is so much fun looking at old pics! Sorry to hear of your loss. The fact that pics are there that one forgets the sadness but remember the good times of their presence! Wonderful take Amelita!



  11. Sherry Blue Sky
    Jun 20, 2014 @ 10:21:47

    A photo of happiness. Love the story of holding the camera aloft and hitting the money shot. All the more meaningful, as he so soon would be gone. Sobering. I look forward to the next installment of this big-hearted man.


  12. Tony Maude
    Jun 20, 2014 @ 12:52:18

    There’s a fabulous energy in this, Amy. The contrast between ride, ride, ride and gone, gone, gone is stark.


  13. Snakypoet (Rosemary Nissen-Wade)
    Jun 20, 2014 @ 18:18:19

    Clearly such a wonderful memory, and blessed happenstance.


  14. CreativeLF
    Jun 20, 2014 @ 18:53:02

    Tell me more, ’cause I love how you tell it.


  15. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
    Jun 21, 2014 @ 14:38:46

    How come that the lightness of a poem makes the message come through all the more stronger? .. The way you mimic a merry-go-round with your words really make it all the sadder .. the loss of the gone, gone, gone… this could be set to a dark song I think…


  16. J Cosmo Newbery
    Jun 21, 2014 @ 19:03:01

    Bitter sweet. There is an acceptance but a pervasive sadness.

    My belated effort (I missed the cut off) is here.


    • Sharp Little Pencil
      Jun 23, 2014 @ 09:52:03

      Cos, thanks for commenting, and I did check out your link. I LOVE when folks leave links; I don’t think of it as “promoting your site.” I consider it a roadmap to something you want me to see. Thanks! Amy


  17. Kerry O'Connor
    Jun 23, 2014 @ 11:01:14

    Good to see you writing again. I read this as a celebration of a life and time gone by.


  18. Timoteo
    Jun 23, 2014 @ 11:43:57

    The ol’ “Twirl And P:uke”
    I remember it well, and so do those who were standing below!


  19. georgeplace2013
    Jun 23, 2014 @ 12:00:39

    Thank goodness for pictures and sweet memories.


  20. Colleen
    Jun 23, 2014 @ 18:15:26

    Such a whirlwind. I almost want to snap my fingers as I read. The ending gave me goosebumps.


  21. Susie Clevenger (@wingsobutterfly)
    Jun 23, 2014 @ 21:13:24

    Such precious memories…sorry for your loss.


  22. Ella
    Jun 24, 2014 @ 21:03:08

    I am so happy we can visit our memories-thanks to photos! This is bittersweet-remember the happy! I am happy you are writing again, too!


  23. Jim
    Jun 26, 2014 @ 02:21:18

    This needed to be written, Amy. (And you did it very well.) First, so you could go through it again and share. Second to tell us to treasure old photographs and do look at them occasionly for family memories to be stimulated. I remember my grandfather from repeated stories and from some pictures that are in the family.


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