Monday, May 25, 2015

THREE ROGUES


THREE ROGUES

 


 

THREE ROGUES

ARE HANGING ON MY WALL

LIKE PICTURES FROM THE POSTOFFICE

OF NE’ER DO WELLS

ONE IS MY SON

ONE IS MY GRANDSON

ONE IS ME

ONE IS WEATHERED

ONE IS JUST GROWING

ONE SHOWS THE PAST AND THE FUTURE

HANDSOME ROGUES

THE KIND THAT MAKES MOTHERS QUAIL

AND MAIDEN PALE

BLACK KNIGHTS ALL

THEIR MOTTO

NO CORN WILL BE LEFT UNPOPED 

 

FRANK A VOLLMER

Sunday, April 26, 2015

RED AND PINK


RED AND PINK

 

 


 

 

 

 

I

BEING A DEVOUT HYPOCHONDRIAC

(YOU HAVE TO BELIEVE IN SOMETHING)

CAM DOWN

WITH WHAT IS MELODIOUSLY CALLED

THE CRUD

 

I RECEIVED SHOTS IN MY BUTT

MY WIFE HAD TO STABILIZE THE NURSE AT ITS SIGHT

HAD TO BE TORN AWAY ACTUALLY

 

I RECEIVED WITCH’S CONCOCTIONS

OF PILLS AND SERUM

 

THEN I NOTICED

IN MY SPUTUM

SPOTS OF RED AND PINK

 

RED AND PINK

WHAT DO YOU THINK

 

I THOUGHT

IT’S THE END

THE DENOUEMENT

PAYUP TIME

 

AND ME

MY DEATH SCENE

NOT FULLY ORCHESTRATED

 

NO FINAL GESTURE

NO WORDS FOR ETERNITY

 

JUST THE WORDS

HE DIED OF THE EVIL

RED AND PINK

 

BUT THEN

MY SHERLOCK HOLMES MIND

WHICH MY CHILDREN TELL ME

IS

SUPERFLUOUS

I MEAN SUPERIOR

 

TOOK OVER

 

I NOTICED MY MEDICINES

WERE RED

 

REPRIEVE

REPRIEVE

I WAS AT DEATH’S DOOR

BUT CAME BACK

 

BUT I MUST ACT

ON MY LAST ACT

 

MOST UNSATISFACTORY

 

FRANK A VOLLMER

 


Wednesday, April 8, 2015

FORGET ME NOT

FORGET ME NOT
 
THE LEGEND GOES
THAT ADAM AND GOD
WERE SITTING AT A TABLE
NAMING EVERYTHING
GOD HAD MADE
THEY MADE SOME REVISIONS TO AN ORIGINAL LIST
 
SHARK AND MINNOW THEY REVERSED
ALSO STORK AND CANARY
GIRAFFE THEY HAD ORIGINALLY CALLED DREAMER
BECAUSE HIS HEAD WAS IN THE CLOUDS
 
TIME FOR A TASTY BEVERAGE
SAID ADAM
AGREED SAID GOD
PLEASED THAT ADAM WAS OVER HIS SNIT
HE HAD WANTED TO BE CALLED PERCIVAL
 
BUT GOD HAD SAID
EITHER ADAM
OR PRIMOGENITURE
YOU DECIDE
 
THEY SAT THERE FOR AWHILE
ENJOYING THE VIEW
WHEN A VOICE FROM UNDER THE TABLE
SAID
PLEASE SIRE
FORGET ME NOT
BECAUSE I AM SMALL
 
GOD LOOKED DOWN
SAW A LITTLE BLUE FLOWER AT HIS FEET
 
OF COURSE NOT
SAID GOD FLUSTERED
GODS ARE FLUSTERED
IF THEY FORGET SOMETHING
IT LOOKS BAD ON A GOD’S RESUME
OF COURSE NOT
 
ADAM MEANWHILE
WAS HOLDING HIS BREATH
HE WAS EXPECTING
MOUNTAINS TO BLOW UP
OCEANS TO SURGE
STARS TO FALL
 
HE HAD HEARD THE TALES THE ANGELS SAY
THEY ARE SUCH TALE CARRIERS
 
BUT NOTHING LIKE THAT HAPPENED
BENDING DOWN
HE SAID
YOU HAVE NAMED YOURSELF LITTLE ONE
 
YOU SHALL BE CALLED
FORGET ME NOT
 
A REMINDER
THAT ALL FAULTS ARE FORGIVEN
EVEN MINE
WHEN I MADE THE PLATYPUS
WHAT WAS I THINKING
 
FRANK A VOLLMER


Monday, April 6, 2015

WHIMSY

WHIMSY
 
I’VE HAD A WHIMSY ATTACK
TO WHICH I’M PRONE
 
IT GOES LIKE THIS
ALL THE FUSS AT EASTER
 
DOES IT SOMEHOW STRIKE JESUS
AS INSINCERE
 
HE’D BEEN SATURDAYS HERO
ON PALM SUNDAY
A CRIMINAL
WORTHY OF DEATH ON FRIDAY
 
NOW THE SAME CROWD WAS SINGING HOSANNAS
 
MAYBE HE WAS TRYING TO SKIP OUT OF THE GARDEN
BEFORE MARY CAUGHT HIM
 
LOOKING DOWN FROM THE PINNACLE OF THE CROSS
HE COULD SEE THE FUTURE
HE COULD SEE THE REASON FOR HIS DYING
WHICH PROMPTED
AN ANGUISH WHY
 
ON EASTER MORNING
HE WONDERED
WHEN WILL THEY COME FOR ME AGAIN
 
I AM NOT A HALLMARK CARD
TO BE SENT AT EASTER
THEN FORGOTTEN
LIKE BIBLES THAT GATHER DUST
 
MAY YOUR EASTER OUTLAST
THE ECHOES
OF THE ALLELUIAS
 
MAY YOUR CONDUCT
RESEMBLE THAT
OF ONE WHO HAS BEEN SAVED
 
AS FOR JESUS
I THINK HE WANTED
TO SEE HIS MOTHER
LET HER FUSS OVER HIM
 
THEN HANG OUT WITH HIS BOYS
 
FRANK A VOLLMER