Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

coming up tails

The Good, The Bad and The Rhyming

The car got robbed, Nate got a job.
The car is sold, I have a cold.
I have some tea, my feet are stinky.
Monday is a holiday, it is almost the end of May.

I was going to try to write more than that, but I'm very congested and I hate it very much.

Ugh.

Friday, May 6, 2011

The Orange

The Orange
(by Wendy Cope)

At lunchtime I bought a huge orange
The size of it made us all laugh.
I peeled it and shared it with Robert and Dave—
They got quar­ters and I had a half.

And that orange it made me so happy,
As ordi­nary things often do
Just lately. The shop­ping. A walk in the park
This is peace and con­tent­ment. It’s new.

The rest of the day was quite easy.
I did all my jobs on my list
And enjoyed them and had some time over.
I love you. I’m glad I exist.