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Poem 23 - My Pal Dalley



My pal Dalley
is everyone's favourite pally
He gets down on the floor with the children
and helps open their eyes to things of cosmic ken


Poem 22 - A Poetic Ode


If I could write like Odgen Nash
then with great timpany my syllables would crash
If my poetry walked with Robert Frost
It would amble through woods all the long day
If it were with Miss Dickinson
The meter would get tossed
If my writing pulled cats from my hat so Seuss
Then a guardian Lorax could speak as my meuse

There's more to go, when I have time
Those masters of the verse and rhyme
I can hold my iambs with the best
But I make a mess with all the rest

Just let us say, before it's time to go
That knowing these masters helps my work flow


Poem 21 - Missing


I changed some cloth diapers today
They weren't the ones for record books
Just the ones that were here to stay

For lack of a site out my way
I didn't get in this year's books
But I changed some cloth diapers today

They're green and blue with patterns that play
No chemicals in my son's nooks
Just the ones that are here to stay

A task that's easy as child's play
An option that seems to make crooks
I changed some cloth diapers today

Those with PR can have their say
Claiming that theirs won't harm the brooks
Just the ones that are here to stay

Poem 20 - Still I Must Continue On


Yesterday, where did you go?
Past me with the water's flow
When I looked, you were gone
But still I must continue on.

When I turned to look at you
there was nothing but a streak of blue
the edging of a summer's dawn
but still I must continue on

The warm soft curls that framed your face
as you knelt to read a book so long
have vanished now with hardly a trace
but still I must continue on

They peek out of your brother's ears
now that his hair's gotten long
and bring about my thought of tears
but still I must continue on

Yesterday it seemed so strong

Poem 19 - Baby Dances


one whirling baby
brings a smile to my face
dizzy baby dance
bringing thoughts of Fred Astaire
will he move freely
when he learns the world's judgment
dancing for his own pleasure


Poem 18 - Garbage Day


There's so many more cans in the front of my home
Back when I was much smaller there was only one
Now there's one for the garbage, and one for my food
Some small bags and a bucket for things to be renewed
There's the R for "recycle" that everyone's heard
But the R for "reduce" is an uncommon word
There's no marketing value in less that is more
For those who get less go much less to the store
And the R for "reuse" is disdained as uncouth
For it's already old with no lustre of youth
While I'm glad there are cans by the score in my yard

Poem 17 - Prolapse


bumpy flesh oozing
through unnatural orifice
entrails are dragging
torn muscles cannot hold in
those precious innards
essence of life bearing down
sadness and fear fill the gap


Poem 16 - Girl Guide Cookies


from a blue package
an open box of cookies
sits on my counter
waiting for me to eat it
reminiscent bites
of vanilla and chocolate
the new design is all wrong


Poem 15 - 100 Years Later


The history books will say
It wasn't just a bluff
That 'unsinkable' claim
Actual effort was put into safety
Not just arrogant presumption that all would go right
Ironic, then, when it didn't
Cold and bitter


Poem 14 - Sedoka


pedal toward sunset
fires burning out daylight
so too my legs burn

After darkness falls
all fires are reflections
so too my return


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