Here are 2 new poems for your amusement. Charlie continues to work at improving his writing skills. As always, he welcomes any input, opinions, and constructive criticism.
We hope your holiday season is off to a good start.
NO FURTHER QUESTIONS
by Charles Patrick Norman
Something happened
I didn’t understand,
So I asked my friend why.
He replied, “Sometimes it bees that way.”
I felt a buzzing in my head.
Something else happened
that made no sense to me,
So I asked him again to explain.
He said, “It is what it is.”
For some reason that infuriated me,
so I reared back my fist and
punched him straight in the mouth.
The buzzing in my head went away.
He looked at me, hurt, and asked,
“Why did you do that?”
And I answered, “Sometimes it bees that way,”
and punched him in the mouth again.
Holding a rag to his bleeding lip,
he asked me, “What was that for?”
And I said, “It is what it is,
except when it ain’t.”
He shut up.
No further questions.
and another one:
YOU SAY, YET
by Charles Patrick Norman
You say life is an accident, yet
I hear a crow cawing, another answering,
And wonder at your ignorance.
You say there is no God, yet
I look at the lines in my hand
And see our lie.
You say there is no hereafter, yet
When your child lay sick
You begged God to save her.
You say there is no evil, yet
I see men caged by men
Surrounded by darkness and hate.
You say there is no hope, yet
I see a son on his father’s lap, asking,
“Daddy, when are you coming home?”
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
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