Category: Random Thoughts

Rocky Relationship

My dog wants my seat. Always.

I cannot get a snack to eat.
If I move, I’ll lose my seat.

I have a bit of deadly gloom,
Why does a dog need so much room?

What is it with this magic chair?
He knows that I always sit there.

I’m sure that dogs must mean no harm,
Perhaps they find a used seat warm.

At last, I must admit defeat.
I will never have a snack to eat.

Fired

How do you get fired from a rock band?
It’s better to burn out than to fade away.
Sometimes, you just have to go your own way.

After all the losses of the past few years,
It’s strange to have someone leave the band,
Yet, he’s not dead, he just got canned.

I empathize with Mr. Buckingham,
I hope he remains hale and hearty,
At IBM, he’d get a retirement party.

Security

My grandkids rode around in my car.
We set the locks so they can’t go far.

They tried to escape just one time each.
The secret lock was out of their reach.

All safe.

We went home at last, sad to say.
We’ll go back up again someday.

Later, their Dad came down to visit.
Well, to a meeting, same thing, is it?

We went to dinner, which was quite a treat.
We got home, but he’s still in the back seat.

All safe.

Blank

One last poem for NaPoWriMo

(One last poem for NaPoWriMo)

Last day of the month.
I’ve drawn a blank.
My mind is numb.
An empty tank.

My dogs are quiet.
Now of all times.
My annoyance with them
Always makes good rhymes.

I’m sure something will come,
There’s an idea somewhere.
I just hope it arrives,
I may need prayer.

(See you next year.)