The panicked voter
So used to getting his way
Perspective is lost
Category: Poems
Election Night 2016
No joy on this night
I don’t like either of them
I mourn honor lost
Juncos Don’t Lie
I saw the juncos
It is November, of course
Cold weather is near
Again
The Browns lost again
The Cowboys beat them this time
The fans are weary
Breakfast for dinner
Breakfast for dinner
Eggs and bacon and French toast
That’s good cooking, Mom!
Peak Colors
Red, yellow, and orange
The trees look like a painting
Soon the world is gray
On Being a Fan
It’s not easy to see your team lose
Some have to curse
Some turn to booze
It’s much better when your team wins
You jump up and down
You have a big grin
Thank the coach
or blame the weather
It’s much better
To do it together
Can’t write a poem right now
World Series deadlocked
The rain has caused a delay
Rooting for the Tribe.
You can’t win them all
Outfield had miscues
The game got away early
You can’t win them all
Halloween
Kids in costumes dash
Leaves are crunching underfoot
Must get more candy