Me, Myself, and Oy!Me, Myself, and Oy! Is a collection of poetry and prose reflecting the authors life as a Radio City Rockette, actress, singer, English teacher, wife, mother of three sons, grandmother, daughter of ailing parents, owner of a dance studio, director, choreographer, writer of childrens books, and the struggle to balance all in her quest for love and acceptance. Ms. Bloomberg writes from her heart, with honesty and humor, even in the darkest moments of her life. Loneliness I know your name How often I have played your game I wear a smile to hide a tear And no one ever knows youre here. |
Contents
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Cruisin | 11 |
The Red Dress | 17 |
What Might Have Been | 23 |
A Great Celebration | 29 |
The Wedding | 35 |
Taproot | 41 |
The Thing | 48 |
Eileen | 165 |
Who Am I? | 173 |
A Lover | 179 |
Rhythm of Life | 181 |
Full Bloom | 195 |
Lonliness | 208 |
The Family Tree | 221 |
Who Am I? | 234 |
Boot Camp | 54 |
The Incident | 56 |
Halloween Memory | 70 |
Airport Insecurity | 83 |
Stuck | 97 |
Not So | 110 |
Michael | 118 |
Fathers Day 61911 | 125 |
Toni | 131 |
Eulogy for Uncle Hymie | 140 |
Dottie | 146 |
Eulogy for Aunt Ruthie | 152 |
Years | 159 |
Words Unspoken | 236 |
Beach | 249 |
Time Out | 262 |
My Love | 275 |
In Just Three Days | 288 |
Bumpy Road 5210 | 294 |
My Love | 300 |
Why Oh Why? | 306 |
Attack on America 311 Before 911 | 313 |
Ascension911 | 319 |
91105 | 332 |
Post Script | 339 |
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