More Poetry

Deliver Him, Please!


Todays the day!
He will come today, Okay?
Tomorrow he’ll come?
He must not be ready, yet.
Two inches you’ve opened
No further you’ve broadened
Oh, here’s a contraction, don’t you feel?
No, I feel nothing!
What an ordeal!
Hey, Doc? He won’t arrive!
What do you contrive
To bring out my bouncing baby boy?
We wait some more? But,
Wait? We’ve waited a week!
Five more days – Why has he not come?
Hey, doc! I’m gonna freak
Out! Perhaps, a C-section will do
The trick, and deliver him
I can’t wait to kiss his little cheek
Oh! Here he is! And,
What great lungs he has! And,
What a big fellow he is! And,
What a real zeal he has for his meal!
Oh! Look doc, you did it!
He is well worth the wait!


Deep Horizons


Oh, my God! Did they say
It exploded? Did you see the flames
Floating on the horizon?
Did you smell the stench of oil claims?

While the black gold came
Bubbling from the deep
Six people disappeared,
While crews lost sleep

To keep the tar balls from the shore
The tainted fish and grounded heron
Flying lies and lethal leaks
Broken promises and angry seaman;

While the black gold came
Bubbling from the deep.
Folks argued over the bills,
Who to blame, and who to close the seep.





Bite your tongue



Bite your tongue ‘til you bleed!
Don’t let your words stampede
Your thoughts, your heart
Do not upset the apple cart
Do not let your words impede

Your relationships. Your words succeed
To make you look like a fiend
Both with family and sweetheart
      Bite your tongue ‘til you bleed!

Won’t you take a creed?
Most people would heed
The words of their preacher who imparts
Sermons and advice worlds apart
To carry a message of need:
     Bite your tongue ‘til you bleed!