Monday, October 20, 2014

Getting Old

Have you had your colonoscopy?
Your mammogram? Or hey –
Your stress test? Blood work? Body scan?
Get on it right away!

If you cannot relate to this,
Just wait a few quick years
For as you age, that youthful health
Dries up and disappears.

And then the testing days begin
So when you’re with your friends,
You’ll find your conversations
Follow healthcare’s latest trends.

When you are young, you think your youth
Will always be on hold.
It’s really quite surprising
How things change as you grow old.

Sunday, October 19, 2014


The quickest way to see your life
Go on a downward spiral
Is doing something stupid and
Discerning it’s gone viral.

A young man lured a local cat
And when it came close by,
He grabbed that feline, flinging it
Way up into the sky.

He laughed and so did all his pals
But someone did record it
And as it traveled ‘round the globe,
Well, very few ignored it.

The perp will get his day in court
But doesn’t really get it.
He’d like to let the matter drop,
Yet nobody will let it.

Oh, by the way, the cat is fine;
He’s found a loving home.
The bully, though’s been vilified –
On tape and in this poem.

Saturday, October 18, 2014

Staying in Lane

I had just learned to read.
With my dad at the wheel,
I was scanning the signs,
Which had novel appeal.

When I proudly called out,
“Daddy – there’s a mistake!”
I was hoping a clever
Impression I’d make.

“See that sign? It says plainly
To stay in your lane.
They must mean stay in line,”
I explained with disdain.

My dad chuckled and then
He made clear what it meant,
So my showing-off bluster
I had to lament.

Still, that memory’s stuck
In some part of my brain
And it surfaces sometimes
When I leave my lane.

Friday, October 17, 2014

In the Orchestra

I’m perched in the orchestra,
Close to the stage;
The actors’ expressions
I’ll readily gauge.

I picture them waiting,
Relaxing or tense,
Not thinking of us
With the slightest suspense.

To them, it’s a job
But to us, a night out.
They’ve lots more at stake, though,
Of that there’s no doubt.

We’ll listen and watch
And prepare to critique,
While they must continue
The rest of the week.

The curtain goes up;
They’re ready to start.
I sit in the audience,
Playing my part.

Thursday, October 16, 2014

The Last Straw

A camel in a wildlife park
Went on a wild attack;
He kicked and bit his owner
Then he sat down on his back.

I read this in The New York Times
So this was not in jest.
The reason for the rampage, though,
Is harder to digest.

It seems the camel loved to drink
A Coke, which he was given
By the owner, who forgot and so
To rage that beast was driven.

The message here is very clear –
If you’ve a pet with humps,
Don’t deprive him of his cola
Or prepare to take your lumps.

Wednesday, October 15, 2014


Ever read a book or see
A movie or a play
And be disappointed that
The story ends a certain way?

It’s easier, so it appears,
To get the action started
Than to end it, for so many endings
Seem to be half-hearted.

But in truth, is life not just the same?
For birth starts out so strong
But when Death shows up to end it all,
It always feels so wrong.

Tuesday, October 14, 2014


A man fell in the tiger’s cage
And he was truly trapped.
A gathered crowd, with cell phones out,
Was waiting, still and rapt.

The zoo attendants made quite sure
That onlookers stayed back
While doing very little
To prevent the cat’s attack.

For ten long minutes, that poor man
Observed the tiger’s glare.
He seemed to pray, but had to know
He’d not escape from there.

With one quick spring, the tiger lunged
And all that’s left to say
Is how ironic it can be
When prayer turns to prey.