Six Unrelated
Poems
1.
She’s speaking English
very loudly at the next
table
but now talking very softly
after she gets a look at me
seems they’re both
architects
stealing as much skyline as
they can
sometimes a writer’s like
that too
when they get up to leave I
say
goodbye she glares at what
2.
Root canal therapy
between afternoon
& evening classes
a charming dentist
her gentle hand
the frequent rinses
it must be Spring
3.
Seneca's words on
the perfect shortness of life
I cannot download
4.
Special hand for
Sunset on guitar!
After Party on bass
Nightfall on the drums
Good Future on piano!
Weather Forecast on violin
Tomorrow’s Breakfast on bump!
The Bastard Orpheus who did
The runner with our money!
Your ears for working so hard
Thank you all for coming!
What can you do
to prevent dementia?
Get a humanoid robot
to answer simple questions.
6.
Hey Tom, how are you?
Good.
Good?
A beer?
Yes. A glass of beer.
She can’t pronounce /r/
He confuses /l/ and /n/
No /th/ sound in their L1
Dis, dat, dem…dere dirty too
Walk into class and say,
“How are you?”
She says, “How are you?”
I say, “No. How are you?”
She says, “No. How are
you?”
I say, “I’m good thanks”
She says, “No. How are you?”
Come here. Go there.
No final consonant sound
They swallow every word
Mashed potatoes?
What?
made me smile! lovely and polished.
ReplyDelete(My Welsh grandfather had a Norwegian friend called Peter Poulsen. One day, they were all sitting around after work and Peter said 'Ven I vas married, I vas dirty and my vife vas dirty too'. My grandfather retorted 'Why didn't you wash then, you dirty buggers?' Peter chased him around with an axe.)
Ta, Robbie. Funny story!
DeleteLegs waggling in the air laughing.....Robbie....and Ron this is just the sweetest and a swooping poem so good.
ReplyDeleteThanks for listening, Kerri!
DeleteWell fat fingers I mean ROB of course, the laughing got a misstrike see.
ReplyDeletemade my day - thank you, no seriously, thank you, Rob
ReplyDeleteThank you too :)
DeleteNice one Rob, enjoyed over here, too.
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