Category: Poems for Grownups

I lose a lot of sleep About commandments I can’t keep. I try to do the best I can. I’m glad he only gave us ten!

The old priest had grown unhappy Adultery had become rampant. His confessional was busy So many wanted to repent. But their sin was oft repeated T here seemed a total lack of care. The priest told his parishioners Of growing feelings of despair. So the members had a meeting They would lighten the old priest’s […]

Last night I wrote a poem But the words just didn’t fit, With syllables too many And the meter off a bit. A participle dangled And an adjective displaced, The metaphor intended No longer could be traced. The grammar was atrocious And the similes a crime. I am very proud of it Because I made […]

The three of us were standing there, One with a walker, two with canes. We were all there drinking coffee And discussing our aches and pains. Then one fellow dropped his car keys, While he was filling up his cup. We just stood there, three helpless guys, No one could bend to pick them up!

A man must have invented it, That diabolical machine. The cold unfeeling mammogram Made to mutilate and demean. Would men be so smug and happy If they too had to stuff and cram Their most sensitive tender parts In a woman invented man-o-gram?