Carlo J. Flores

Redwood City, California, USA

Carlo has been writing poetry since his retirement from the corporate business world in 1992. He has traveled widely throughout the world on business, leisure and while in the U.S. military service during WW II and the Korean War. Carlo is also active in various military organizations giving his free time to hospitalized veterans and youth, serves as a NPS volunteer with the GGNRA at the San Francisco Presidio and Yosemite National Park, CA. His main hobby is catching and collecting waterfalls worldwide as the founder of Waterfalls Unlimited and executive director of TWI - The Waterfalls Institute. He claims to possess the largest compendia of 'Waterfallia" in the world and shares it freely with tens of thousands of school-children and friends in ESH - the Electronic Schoolhouse on AOL and Internet.


In The Twilight Of The 20th Century

The twilight in the closing days this century,
Silent moments ours to contemplate, essentially,
Since the dawn of history our lives we celebrate
Throughout the sacred halls of life to meditate.
Four generations have lived in war and peace,
Warring factions promising the call to cease,
A better world for humankind they built to live,
Offering love and hope and trust some freely give.
The loving child of this century is growing old
Having struggled, procreated, survived...behold,
Building mansions, temples, tents of trade,
Bearing witness on this century's slate.
The time has come to reflect again
The thousand dreams in memory lane,
Reliving voyages through time and space,
Life so vibrant, nostalgic ...but now a haze.
Reaching out beyond the wise old sages,
I hope to join my brethren of the ages,
Sharing bounty and the gifts of life's vitality,
Ever thankful to those living dream's reality!

Marching Down The Street!

My bones are aching, way to go, old fart,
Cheering, laughter, oh my feet
Are hurting, I wish I had a cart.
While marching down the street!
I carry Old Glory in the breeze,
Independence Day Parade it is!
The banner flutters, the crowd who cheers
Tells me is has been fifty years.
Today, we salute the dead and living,
The veterans of the big war,
Hopefully never again. we're singing
With pride and honor.
Some call us dinosaurs of the past, terrific!
We gave our blood to defeat
The enemy in Europe and Pacific
While marching down the street!

Youth At Risk

I try so hard to understand
The world around me-
Music, ball games,
Boarding, running
Away from what?

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All poems Copyright © 1997 Carlo J. Flores. All rights reserved.