Here’s a quick poem while I try to think of something better to write about. The Art of Communication We don‘t always say what we mean and language is our co-conspirator. “It’s all good” usually isn’t. “Yeah, right” is usually wrong. A double negative is positive. “I’m okay” means you’re not. “Nothing’s wrong” is
I’m reposting this from last year in honor of Halloween. Halloween Fun Halloween can be fun for adults, too. I like to hold out a bowl of candy — a nice assortment — and simply say “You may take one of your choice.” and watch the little wheels turn. Which one should I pick?
Today a quick unpublished poem — WWMPD? I survey the bedroom as I stare in dismay. Each place that I look, things are in disarray. Toys scattered about, all over the floor. I can’t even walk around anymore. The beds are unmade, pillows scattered around. There’s no sense of order at all to be found.
This is a poem I wrote three years ago. My Most Important Rule I’ve been visiting the Old Folks Home, (excuse me, “assisted living”) to see my mother. In the process, I’m getting to know the other residents. There is the woman who talks to me every day except I can’t understand a
Happy 4th of July! This year I’m reprising my poem about patriotism. I wrote it sometime about 2010 and posted it last year (and it’s in my book Some Poems About Life, available on this website), but I think it’s still apropos today. The Patriot Jerry is a patriot, he loves his country dear.
A poem from my book Some Poems About Life, available on this website. On Importance I saw an old friend yesterday. A high school classmate. We had a lot to catch up on. Her’s doing very well, he says. He has a very responsible position. He makes major decisions all the time. People
I posted this two years ago, and have decided to repeat it after having worked in the yard the one nice day we’ve had this week. This is from my book Some Poems About Life, available on this website. My Rite of Spring I consider myself a peaceable soul. I value all manner of
From the I-Wish-I’d-Written-That Department, this is the Poem of the Day from the Poetry Foundation (http://www.poetryfoundation.org.) — April Fool by Myra Cohn Livingston The maple syrup’s full of ants. A mouse is creeping on the
Today, in honor of the inauguration, I’m reprinting a poem from my book Some Poems About Life. I Wish I Had Met… I wish I had met Washington To see just how he led to risk his fortune and his life, To hear what’s in his head. I wish I had met Jefferson To
It’s snowing and the first serious winter weather is rolling in, so I’m reposting my poem on snowfall (which is in my book Some Poems About Life, available on this website). Perspective The son stood in the doorway, Behold a beautiful sight! As far as he could see, nothing but fluffy white! Today would