No ego is too big for a license plate.|
|Clichés certainly take it on the chin.|
|Was yesterday's forever a day longer than today's?|
|Dandelions bring comic relief to the more serious lawns.|
Gather together several hundred million people,|
most of whom are irritated,
and you have America.
You know it's going to be a bad day|
when you look at the bathroom mirror
and there's nobody there.
I don't know what happens after death.|
I don't even know what happens in Cincinnati.
If it weren't for life,|
a lot of things would be harder to do.
To learn what a penny is worth,|
throw it away and list the things
you can no longer buy.
While some search for the Holy Grail,|
others search for a good buy on plastic cups.
Perhaps the airlines hire men|
with deep, confident voices
and teach them how to fly.
In education, whatever helps, helps.|
Whatever doesn't, is flapdoodle.
Trusting the universe might be easier|
if we could find it.
Previous Poetry Collection:
A Matter of Breath (2007)
|Poetry Home Page||
Gallery of Photographic Offerings