{"id":2872,"date":"2017-02-23T16:35:21","date_gmt":"2017-02-23T16:35:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/?page_id=2872"},"modified":"2017-02-23T16:35:21","modified_gmt":"2017-02-23T16:35:21","slug":"arthur-c-ford-winter2017","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/archives\/arthur-c-ford-winter2017\/","title":{"rendered":"Arthur C. Ford, Winter 2017"},"content":{"rendered":"

LIFE<\/strong>
\n(THAT)<\/strong><\/p>\n

Brought to us by frowns and laughter
\nPining love and lust-
\nAnd more of THAT thereafter.
\nWith smell and feel and sight-
\nTouch, taste and equilibrium
\nStuffed in a box of ce-re-brum.
\nLet Life and Love be spelled the same
\nThe former is the latter- when there is no blame.
\nThe Present is some thyme,
\nThat seasons Future wishes,
\nThe Past is a patient rope
\nLife\u2019s anglers saw brought fishes.
\nLife complains- That it\u2019s too hot-
\nLife complains- That it\u2019s too cold-
\nCreating a mental mania,
\nExpecting the weather of Arizona
\nWhile living in Pennsylvania.
\nBrought to us by a baby\u2019s birth
\nMamma, Daddy, full of mirth,
\nYes, we know THAT begs and bend
\nJust promise us, THAT it won\u2019t end!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Arthur C. Ford, Sr., was born and bred in New Orleans,LA.. He earned a Bachelor of Science Degree from Southern University in New Orleans, where he also studied creative writing and was a member of the Drama Society. He performed the lead role in Ossie Davis\u2019s \u201cPurlie Victorious.\u201d
\nHe has visited 45 states in America and resided for 2 years in Brussels, Belgium(Europe).His poetry(lyrics) and prose have been published throughout America, Canada,etc. He traveled for 30 days(July, 2011) to various cities in the country of India.
\nHe presently resides in Pittsburgh,PA., and continues to write poetry.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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