POEMS
Following are three of twelve poems published in Coverings.
MOVE
OVER LADIES
(How to abandon creation)
In the Beginning God made the man, in His very own image according to His plan.
Of sinew strong and features stark, of ruddy appearance man was not to depart!
His face was covered with hair unlike his head, but course and strong to match his stead.
His eyes were framed within this mass, and his stern jaw was covered from lad and lass.
Out of the man the woman was made; fair and frail her image was laid.
But man to the woman his image he slew, when by razor and clothing his appearance he made anew.
The point of this poem is very clear, for shaving a man from ear to ear,
Is like saying to our Creator – "I don't like how I'm made!
So move over ladies and pass me the blade!”
GROOMED GROOMS, BRIDLED BRIDES, AND FATHERED CHILDREN
(A riddle in rhyme)
A groom we be called, then to groom bid we be,
Yon bride for the Master, spot nor wrinkle to see.
And wisely one note that to groom bears no disgrace;
When yon bride is groom’s affection, and grooming groom grooms groom’s face.
Bon bride, be no burden when bound to yon groom;
But boast in the bounty of his pleasure consume.
For brittle the bridal when bridaled bride bridles not
Barbed words of contention—a perilous lot.
Fain flee fair children from father to fract;
When father the further his will thou attack.
To mother and father, thou will to obey,
And Father from further bids happy and gay!
WHEN PIERS BECOME PEERS
When moorings are no more,
And stable piers replaced by peers;
Then adrift our children will go,
We’ll lose them in their years.
One craft bound to another
Is certainly not sure;
For when the waves toss to and fro,
Calamity they’ll not endure.
Adrift the crafts will be,
And from their harbor they go;
The tide will pull them out to sea.
Adrift my children, adrift! The wind does blow.