OH MY GOD! This is getting embarrassing. The next poem is so pitifully hilarious (a poem of heartbreak) that I am too embarassed to post it. For a private review, please contact the author.

This next one is not so bad...


Headache

I put some Icy Hot on my head
but it didn’t go away.

The idea held such promise
the label seemed to say.

“Activates to hot for a penetrating warmth
to relax the pain away.”

To find relief in the bottle
better try Bengay.


I also like this one a bit... It was written after a friend described trying to drive home after a breakup discussion with a boyfriend of like a decade.

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this too will pass
over and over
in my head as I walk out the door

searching the parking lot
for my lost life
I settle instead for my car


I am ashamed to admit it, but I kinda like my old poems!!!

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Failure to thrive
they say about babies
who lie there and drool all day.

Being alive
they say about people
who move about
and talk real loud.