26 May 2011
Machinist, Poet and Watchmaker
22 May 2011
Epitaph Gaffe
Epitaph Gaffe
22 May 2011
What a rip! Here I lie
Buried six feet under.
A choice I couldn’t deny.
You there full of wonder,
While breathing and living,
Delighting in friendship,
Still doing and giving,
Here I lie, what a rip!
17 May 2011
Permanent Vacation Choice of Vocation
Permanent Vacation Choice of Vocation
17 May 2011
My doctor’s office was next door
So I went to the fabric store.
I enjoyed walking down the aisles
And touching cloth gave me smiles,
Like calico cotton prints, flannel, velvet, velour,
Felt, lace, fleece, linen, chiffon, satin and more.
In the middle of that textile environment
I realized this isn’t my grandmother’s retirement.
In those days there were limited activities
Now I get to pick other proclivities.
With wide-ranging skills and interests
Quilting falls to the bottom of my lists.
Realizing I could do much worse
I came home and wrote this verse.
06 May 2011
Conversations and Rations
I tried a different rhyming scheme in this poem.
Conversations and Rations
5 May 2011
I went to my friends’ for pizza night,
Looking forward to that weekly delight.
I dressed with the kilt-and-no-shirt look.
Other friends were there with foresight,
They brought mixed fruit and a book
About Lucrecia, the daughter of a crook.
After being married against her will
She started to write her own guidebook.
Her beginning battles were all uphill.
The tales of her deeds give us a thrill.
She became a master of misdirection.
It was like she had a license to kill.
Pizza was baked and came as a selection
One of green pepper and mushroom confection,
The other was pepperoni, all right;
All blending for a friendship connection.