Tag Archives: crystal palace poetry

A Young Lady of Japan

I know a young lady from Japan

Who married my best friend named Dan.

On their wedding day

He passed away

So I left with that girl for Japan …

The Actress

I know a very pretty young actress

Who said, “can I try your new mattress?”

When I said, “shall we play?”

She replied, “we did that yesterday!

Today I’ll just try out your new mattress!”

New-Mown Grass

The scent of new-mown grass

Catches me as I pass

By graves in spring.

 

I take delight

In this brief light

As birds sing

Over tombs and grass

Short Walk

When I take the short walk

Through the churchyard, my thought

Often turns

To lessons not learned

And chances spurned.

 

 

And then I turn

To my so ordinary day

And say,

“I will learn!”

 

 

Yet still my way

Remains the same

Treadmill of pleasure and pain.

But my demons will stop

When the devil knocks

Eleanor Rigby Played

Eleanor Rigby played

As I sat at the table.

She was lonely.

Nothing stays.

I too am lonely at times

But rhymes

Keep me company.

 

 

We all must die

Lonely or Otherwise.

Makeup on girl’s eyes

Will not keep

Them from sleep.

And poetry has saved

None from the grave.

 

 

Yet later that same day

A child greeted me

In the cemetery

In early spring

Vera

I met a young lady named Vera

Who said all the people fear her!

I said to Sky,

“Please tell me why?”

She shivered and said, “go ask Vera!”

Lost Glasses

When a Marxist who had lost his glasses

Said, “religion is the opiate of the masses”.

And I said, “How so?”

He said “I don’t know!

And comrade have you seen my glasses!”

Buccaneer

There was a young lady named Fay

Who met with a gentleman one day.

He said, “I’m a buccaneer!”

Which Fay found quite queer,

As he worked in a field of hay!