Monday, December 29, 2008
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Bad Advice
Wait, just wait.
Let the moment pass you by.
It won't come again so you
Won't ever have to worry,
And you'll never have to try.
Wait, just wait.
She's prob'ly not the one for you.
Nothing you can do or say
Will change her mind, or yours. There's
Nothing, really, you can do.
Wait, just wait.
Another one will soon come by.
Will she be just like this one?
Or better? Or not as good?
You won't know 'til you don't try.
Wait, just wait.
Saturday, December 20, 2008
The Best Gift of All
Ok, you got me, yes, I lied
But something down there, deep inside,
Tucked behind my left aorta
Kinda told me that I orta
Maybe, somehow let you know,
Even if you told me so,
Now don't go left this go too far,
I somehow, sorta, crashed your car.
Merry Christmas?
On Contributing to a Poetry Blog While Visiting the Family Over Christmas Vacation
I'd rather slap a tiny tot
Than waste my time on all this rot.
(Afraid that's all the time I've got).
Friday, December 19, 2008
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Mother #2
She said
Nothing, so stealthily
As to catch him at unawares.
Just before
He elbowed her in the face.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Suspicion
I noticed for the first time that he wore no yarmulke
And that was when I began to suspect
that the man with the swastika tattoo
was no rabbi
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Musings on Shampoo
Were not the picture of a mushroom-killer so absurd.
Friday, December 12, 2008
Mother #4
Hearing the words
She said,
Did little to assuage
The pain
Of the Spanking
He was sure soon followed.
Albatross
Like the wind,
Winding down, down
Down to the depths of hell itself.
Where there is no wind,
There is no albatross,
There is nothing,
Not even an albatross.
A Question
But not Sister Plyser
So the question that I got
Which one's nun the wiser?
A Tragedy Averted
seeing him playing with his father's gun
which might very well be loaded
reacted like any good mother
and shot it out of his hand
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Space Robbery (i.e. the greatest poem ever written)
Gimme all the cash ya got
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Lament of a Stooge
Lo, his fingers pierced my eyes
But vengeance soon was nigh
I struck him full across the face
"Nyuck, nyuck, nyuck," quoth I
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Heroism
Bethrothed to the daughter of Luthur of Elm,
Son of his highness, MacArthur DuPree,
(In likeness of General Robert E. Lee)
First knight to Duke di la Havilad Schmidt,
Rode on his horse in the war and was hit
With an arrow.
Mother #5
She said."
He said with diction
So clear as to make a mother proud.
Though, apparently,
He did not care.
Friday, December 5, 2008
Mother #1
"Jimmy doesn't hate you,"
She said,
Soothingly,
Removing ginger glass fragments
From his left shoulder.
"He's just a racist."
11th Hour
I cannot do this;
Force a poem,
A metaphorical gun to the forehead of my mind.
I need patience now.
I love the jerk.
It makes sense
Like referring to the greatest hits
Of Blondie,
The Brunettes,
Or Janet Jackson.
And this is what you get.
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Poem for Kyla
Dedicated to a dear lady friend of mine who is soon to spend her third anniversery in a row impregnated.
My friend Ben has got a wife
Hers can't be an easy life
She cleans his house and cooks his dinner
But he keeps putting babies in her
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