Some Silly Poems
I write a lot of serious poetry, but I also like to go out on a limb once in awhile to try my hand at some silliness. In fact, when I was 18 and 19, all I did was write fun, silly, and wacky stuff. Somewhere along the years, I lost my ability to write silly poems.
As a habit, I try to write some silly or off the wall at least once a month. It can be a flash of reality, or complete fantasy—as long as it is different from the serious stuff I like to squeeze out of my brain. I’ve had to search through old journals to find these, which is always an enlightening journey, but here are a few of my dalliances.
Work Fantasy
Too tired tonight, locking up,
to pretend I’m a super spy.
push the ejector button, new
back-up tape in hand:
Code name is Blue Malibu.
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Stealing government data,
maybe new missile blueprints,
or a nuclear-bio-atomic-virus
weapon thingy. Less than forty seconds
left to get out of the building.
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But, tonight, too tired to pretend,
I simply switch the IT tape—
nobody cares about the non-profit
computer backup. Slowly slip
downstairs, set alarm, out the backdoor.
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Tomorrow I’ll worry about the
man in the bushes who took
my picture, who IDs me
and blows my cover.
Tonight, I’m too tired.
This poem is like a woman—
Not easy to understand,
but worth the effort.
Happy Hour
Drinks around the table:
gin & tonic, rum & diet, whiskey sour.
Wednesday, hump day, drink day.
Afternoon drinks in a bar,
decently dark-
respectable, like a man with
clean fingernails.
Early Morning
The killer comes quickly,
carrying his knife. Memory.
A stab of steal under your eyes,
still sharp, into your eyes, through your skull.
He holds his gun, the bright
spark of a fired bullet – a blinding
snap against your head – bang-
banging. Your brain banging
against its skull.
Where’s the damn snooze button?
It Sucks Like Monday
I woke up
after a morning of eternal
errands, and a merciless
dentist’s drilling – the raw
reality when the numbness fades.
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Who could stand the
thirteen year old boy cousin
--who knows everything in the world?
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