Poetry Month

April showers bring…

Poetry!

Every day, until the

First of May. 

May my future 

Endeavors achieve

Much higher

Levels of artistic

Value than the

One you are

Reading now.

Setting the bar pretty low. 😉

  

The Snake Next Door

  

And his worst enemy, shovel.

My neighbor discovered Mr. Snake on his front porch upon returning home from a doctor’s appointment. The meeting did not go well for the reptile.

The little guy wasn’t a danger, but my neighbor panicked. Understandable, yet regrettable all the same.

Rest in peace Snake.

Peace, people.

Dental Visit

Open wide, don’t flinch

Now you’ll feel a little pinch

Then only numbness.

You call that a pinch?

Sonofabitch I’m wounded

Grievously woonthed.

Thit, now my tongue ith athleep.

Thit, thit, thit, thit, thit.

Here’s one of my all-time favorite episodes of the Carol Burnett show. 

http://youtu.be/1CSJw96SAeM

Some Day

Some day the 

World will demand that

Man should make amends.

I’m sorry, he’ll say, and even though

There’s hell to pay the 

World will

Try to forgive him.

Because that’s the way of such things.  

Man will explain, as best he can.

He won’t lay claim to the

Blame for planetary warming.

Nevertheless, the World

Will say, here we are:

Ice caps melting,

Oceans rising, 

Droughts threatening.

You did nothing to help.

I’m sorry, Man will say.

I’ll do better next time.