It Could Be Verse

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  • Do Spanish Pool Pros Put English on their Shots?

    Do Spanish pool pros put English on their shots? What did they serve at the Diet of Worms? Do spin doctors treat vertigo? These are things I’d like to know. * Was Noel Coward afraid to croon Christmas songs? Did… Continue reading

    Do Spanish Pool Pros Put English on their Shots?

  • A Triptych for the End of the Nats’ Season

    I. Cold Storage               M L                             O     L                    … Continue reading

  • I Found My Muse on I-95

    Boneheaded Maneuver Weaving across three lanes – Be my guest, Merge without a glance While cutting me off – Brakes optional on the M5? Why are you on my tail? – [Disclaimer: As those in the DC area might notice,… Continue reading

    I Found My Muse on I-95

  • Canine Couplets

    My mental tractor beam is on the fritz, The carrots fixed although my brain transmits. I excavate the chipmunks’ home – what wrath! My parents nearly drown me in the bath. I’m agent Max, illustrious canine spy; I lurk here… Continue reading

  • I Want To Grow Old

    I want to grow old, not just get old. I want my family to be thicker than my toenails, My ignorance to be thinner than my hair. I want my resolve to be stiffer than my joints, My nerves to… Continue reading

    I Want To Grow Old

  • Three Simple Joys

    Succor me in surprised joy. I rise without an ache du jour, All parts accounted for and none too sore – Oh that this would happen more! – Play for me fortissimo joy. Ella is perching on my knees, She… Continue reading

    Three Simple Joys

  • At Times Out Loud

    I thank my sneakers for coddling my feet, My car for seeing me home safe, Siri for answering my questions, The comfy gray chair where I read For its pampering space. – I apologize to walls I graze, Chairs I… Continue reading

    At Times Out Loud

  • The Tourist’s Tale

    [I wrote this poem in 2019 after a day touring Leeds Castle and Canterbury. It’s VERY loosely modeled on Chaucer’s Canterbury Tales] A gleaming ship at Dover docked ‘neath cliff Of white round sev’n o’clock, anon the throng’d Pilgrims burst… Continue reading

    The Tourist’s Tale

  • Sweet Potatoes, Storms, So Much To Learn

    My wife says feeding our Granddaughter (!) Is a full-body experience. Sweet potato war paint, Oatmeal stalactites, Green beans gurgling through Sticky splayed fingers feet Frog-kicking in excitement Mouth mmmming blowing bubbles Eyes crossing as the spoon nears. – The… Continue reading

    Sweet Potatoes, Storms, So Much To Learn

  • When Women Step Out of Songs

    Alison and Billie Jean party through the night; Their aim is true, they dance on the floor in the round. Run into Carrie Ann and Delta Dawn, to their delight, Just playing games and waiting to be found. .. Elenore… Continue reading

    When Women Step Out of Songs