The Best of Slim Acres

Harold A. Pickett, a.k.a. Slim Acres, was a well-known poet and popular after-dinner speaker from Ohio. Over a period of about 50 years, he published a number of books of his down-home country poetry; his most recent, Eighty After Eighty, was a collection of 80 poems written after he turned 80 years old. Slim was my father, and he passed away on June 24, 2009, at the age of 96. This blog, a weekly update of the best of his poems, is meant as a tribute to his talents.

Friday, June 22, 2012

FOOT PRINTS

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Editor's note: It is fitting that this poem, my personal favorite, brings to a close almost three years of weekly poems published at th...
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Sunday, June 17, 2012

A BETTER MIEN

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Editor's note: "Good humor is habit-forming, but sometimes it takes a little forced practice until you become addicted," Dad ...
Sunday, June 10, 2012

WORKING TOGETHER

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Some people work together In accordance, it would seem; They complement each other, Like peaches go with cream; But Lucy has her own wa...
Sunday, June 3, 2012

TURNIP GREENS

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Editor's note: "I once had an aunt who thought little boys couldn't grow up straight and tall unless they consumed great quant...
Sunday, May 27, 2012

WIGGLIN' MY TOES

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Editor's note: "The ability to relax is worth a lot in this modern rate race," Dad wrote as the introduction to this poem. ...
Sunday, May 20, 2012

GRANDPA'S TODDLER

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Editor's note: "In relationships between the very young and the very old, generation gaps are often temporarily bridged," Dad...
Sunday, May 13, 2012

THIS 'N' THAT

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Editor's note: Dad's Slim Acres character got his start as a "Slim Acres Says" series in the local newspaper. Entries usu...
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