As I sat
Watching
The colorful commotion
In the sky
I said to my father,
“This reminds me
Of the War of 1812.”
My father replied,
“That’s what it’s supposed
To remind you of.”
Archive for the ‘poetry’ Category
During the fireworks.
July 5, 2017Floating on my noodle in the pool.
July 4, 2017Here I am
I’m floating
On my noodle
In the pool
People passing by
Can point at me
Like I’m a fool
I pay them no heed
For the floating sensation
Is cool
The liquid liberation
From my noodle
In the pool
Summertime.
June 27, 2017Summertime to a child
Freedom from school
Sleeping late
Trips to the beach
Fun times with friends
Summertime to a grown-up
Crushing debt
Job in jeopardy
Money problems
Uncertain future
A phishy limerick.
June 27, 2017This could be the funniest poem
Its punchline will really hit home
But there’s one thing I need
Before we proceed
Your credit card number in foam
The space mission.
June 7, 2017While flying a mission to space
To study this most quiet place
There was a loud scream
Then seen on the screen
A mysterious ugly face
Under investigation by the Secret Service.
June 3, 2017This blog is under investigation
By the Secret Service
After the thorough investigation
From the FBI
Following the exhaustive investigation
By the sheriff’s office
Responding to the investigation
Concluded by the city police
That began the investigation
From an irate citizen
Demanding an investigation
After noticing a misspelled werd
The boss wants to see me.
May 27, 2017the boss wants to see me
why am i nervous
i didn’t do anything
i never do anything
The last train out of Miami.
May 22, 2017Aboard the last train
Out of Miami
As it rides
Into the night
Past the streaking lights
Bearing the last remnants
Of another hectic day
Yet I pay them no heed
My day is done
Nothing to do now
But listen to the wisdom
Of the train
I sit back
Relax
And enjoy the ride
Into the calm night
Bad news from the surgeon.
May 19, 2017“Bad news,” said a sad Dr. Hune,
“The surgery ended too soon.
We barely got started
Just when your spouse farted,
We fled from the obnoxious fumes.”
In the surgery waiting room.
May 19, 2017In a frigid room
Of fluorescent sunshine
These people sit in silence
In sympathetic chairs
Their lives on hold
Hoping for the best
United in their agonizing wait
While their loved ones
Sleep under skillful blades
Just down the hall
The TV on the wall
Tries to divert the tension in the room
With shows everyone would rather watch at home
But the phones save the day
As long as they have power
Able to ease the day’s worries
Of those seated in silence
United in their agonizing wait
While their loved ones
Sleep under skillful blades
Just down the hall
The hours are long
Every second a nervous step forward
With cautious optimism
Waiting for the surgeon to come
And say it all went well
But for now
They sit in silence
United in their agonizing wait
While their loved ones
Sleep under skillful blades
Just down the hall
