Staring off in a daze.
Rhyming in many ways.
Hoping for some praise.
It’s another thirty days.
Category: Delirium
Tuesday
I think meetings are great fun.
I just wish that they were done.
It’s not the people that I dread.
I just prefer the voices in my head.
Wikipedia the Poet
Editor’s Note: The last sentence of the opening section of five random Wikipedia articles, broken into lines. Imagined art.
For the first time since 2007,
and for only the third time
in the Bowl Championship Series era,
no team from an automatic-qualifying
BCS conference finished the
season with an undefeated record.
During that time,
a list of organisms was compiled
which included land and freshwater mollusks.
46 species of snails and slugs
(non-marine gastropods) were found,
as well as 20 species of freshwater bivalves,
freshwater clams and mussels.
A Perfect Night to Go to China
is a novel by David Gilmour,
published in 2005.
It won the 2005 Governor General’s Award
for English-language fiction.
Its population as of
the 2010 Census was 75;
down from 112 recorded
in the 2002 Census.
Aegialeus (Ancient Greek: Αἰγιαλεύς) was
the fifth strategos (elected general)
of the Achaean League in Ancient Greece
who served for only a year, 242–241 BC.
Articles:
- https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2011_NCAA_Division_I_FBS_football_season
- https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_non-marine_mollusks_of_the_Indiana_Dunes
- https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Perfect_Night_to_Go_to_China
- https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yuryakh-Kyuyore
- https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aegialeus_(strategos)
Friday
Five o’clock please come.
Brain is fried and spirit crushed.
Weekend reboot soul.
2020 Vision
On the first day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me.
A bad case of COVID-19.
On the other days of Christmas,
We were self-quarantined,
And I didn’t get squat.
I hate 2020.
Twenty-twenty
I stayed at home.
I lost my job.
I drank alone.
It sucked at first.
It sucked galore.
It sucked all summer,
Then, it sucked some more.
Just two weeks,
Then just two months,
Then “By the Fall”,
Now, this blows chunks.
It has to be better.
2021 can’t be this bad.
Eat your black-eyed peas.
Let’s not be sad.
Social Distancing
I
Can’t
Really
Come
Up
With
A
Topic
Today,
But
At
Least
My
Words
Are
Safe
From
Infection.
Insomnia
Can’t… Sleep…
Every single night,
Between the dusk and dawn.
I wake up with a fright,
To find my lover gone.
Is she visiting the bathroom?
Did she go to poop or pee?
If so, she’ll be back soon.
Flushed with victory.
Could she not fall asleep?
Did she move to the recliner?
Did she find another cabin?
Am I on an ocean liner?
Did she go to walk the dog?
I heard no toenails on the floor.
Did she leave for someone else?
Does she not love me anymore?
Did she flee to see her sister?
Did I do something wrong?
That’s probably not the answer,
She wasn’t gone that long.
Did she need a midnight snack?
Perhaps she’s feeling yucky.
Was she murdered in her sleep?
I would never be that lucky.
Sixty
Raise a glass, shed a tear, I’m getting old, the end is near.
Happy Birthday to me.
I’ll just watch some TV.
We’re all still on lockdown.
Happy Birthday to me.
I planned a little birthday trip,
It would’ve been quite fun.
Now, we’re quarantined at home,
The trip has been undone.
Sixty will be a Facetime birthday.
“It’s fun!”, my dear wife said.
I’ll see my brother’s smiling face,
And the top of my Mom’s head.
Happy Birthday to me.
I loathe Twenty-Twenty.
I’m going stir-crazy,
Happy Birthday to me.
Virus Haiku
Washing constantly.
Staring at the same four walls.
Slowly losing mind.
Alien Abduction
It’s the God’s honest truth.
You can ask my wife, Ruth.
I was abducted.
I flew into space.
I can still barely speak,
And it happened last week.
Up to a spacecraft.
Up in outer space.
I car pooled to my job,
With my dear old friend Rob.
When we saw something
Flash on the roadside.
We both got out to look,
Ended up on a hook,
And a tractor beam
Took us into space.
I felt close to my death,
As I struggled for breath.
I started to pray,
Rob just wet his pants.
The craft was long and wide,
It was shiny inside.
There were aliens
At least three or four.
The boss was a large blob,
Who was poking at Rob.
While a tall female
Kept poking at me.
There was a silver tray,
With bodies on display.
They were the victims
So, I just played dead.
A woman measured Rob,
Who’s a bit of a slob,
And she handed him
To one with a knife.
I made myself seem small,
And I’m not really tall.
The boss measured me
And looked very sad.
Said, “He’s eight inches, Bill”
“But I would keep him still.”
Then, I heard Bill say,
“He’s over the side.”
The alien dropped me.
And as I floated free,
I wondered what had
Happened to poor Rob.
I gently floated down.
Finally landed in town.
Then, I didn’t know
What I should do next.
I went on into work,
But I felt like a jerk.
So I went back home,
And cried in my bed.
So, a lesson hard-won,
To remember, my son.
Don’t always believe
Everything you see.
While something looks nice,
You must always think twice.
While worms are tasty,
They’re not from the sea.