"intitial" poems
Do you ever wonder-
How can I live my American dream?
Does paying for college seem daunting?
Are you trying to find equality through education?
In the Land of the Free
all these dreams are achievable!
No more inequality at the work place.
No more inability to change social classes.
No more worrying about being helpless with your future.
No more wondering how you’re going to pay for college.
Because now you’re education is only
X- a sign here
X- an intitial there
X- pay this interest then
X- increasing at that rate
See it’s not that hard!
And you’re gaining you’re equality- I mean education
Right?
You’re choosing you’re future- I mean major
Right?
You’re getting that subsudized- I mean unsubsudized loan
Right?
You’re happily ever after...
An offer this
good
who could say no?
May 3, 2013
May 3, 2013 at 11:43 PM UTC
she stood by me even when
most of my disasters
were of mine own creative actions,
but in the crises that always
unexpectedly
rose up dramatically
when driving off road,
where there were
no guardrail guarantees
so when the doc says
“sir, needed surgery right away,”
She unashamedly inquires
“ok, what about tomorrow”
making us all chuckle,
and doc a smile/responder,
“how about 6:00am the day after?”
and you accept (me observing)
with
a stern smile of pretending concession
so when recovery consists of
three ++ walks a day through
the corridors of the Unit
which morphed from an endless huge
to a
small prison courtyard,
where in a day everyone,
patients doctors and
rotating shifts of nurses
are greeted by me,
idiot extrovert,
with an intitial
giant hello and a wink,
which after first three
“shuffles around the block”
has become a
saluting exultation,
a look of surprise
with a
“You Again!”
that gets the inevitable
twinkle from everyone
somehow
this greeting came home with us
and thereafter when,
she stirred awake
to see me shuffling in with
coffee and a quarter cup
of crunchy Kashi & banana
(a/k/a nana & banana)
and a too loud
“You Again!”
which infallible makes
an AM grumpy disappear
and
soon becomes
a time honored
ritual
now that I’ve honored the oath
which was promised jokingly
by me to She,
that I be the last to depart,
cause doing it twice,
was an unbearable job,
and long enough gone
and I am back in my
own private recovery
honeyed (yellow) painted room,
The Enpty Pillow
with imaginary smiley face,
hears a mourning yellowing phrase,
and when the grandchildren
make
their obligatory dragged along
monthly visitation they be greeted
by old friends
a firm hug and an
emboldened
“You Again”
and their smile says
“you’re embarrassing us”
+++ childlike acceptance
and the rivulets ridiculousness
that accompany this scripting,
+ any accidental overhearing,
or get even getting a read,
is fresh brought out of
tears storage
and each teary one with
a Hey!
meant to be cheeryr
greet & repeat
😉us again!😉
Sep 29, 2024
Sep 29, 2024 at 11:52 AM UTC