Ted Sheridan Poems

I wrote a poem for and about my wife and she cried as she read it
Her tears landing on the printed out page of my heart
Its inkjet type written words were bathed by the healing flow
That came pouring from her dark brown and loving eyes
...

Last night as the tropical rain washed away the bloody day
I dreamed I was in the army and there was another war to fight
It was almost exactly the same as the last war in which I fought
I was in a jungle and the enemy was wearing black pajamas
...

It's a Sunday night and the burger joint doesn't close until midnight
After that it's the grease trap needs emptying and the floor needs a mop
Scrap and scour the grill, empty the fry trays, and make sure to lock up
Call us in the morning if you're going to be late....
...

Jive crap
That’s all this life is
Just some jive Asses attempt
at some more jive ass poetry
...

With her lips firmly emplaced
Around the manhood of the vessel
She sinks the battleship along with its loyal crew
Davy Jones opens up the Ocean’s locker
...

Curtains were made
to conceal ugly people's nudity
Matchsticks were made to
scratch the inside of your ears
...

Where is the beauty in being old
Your teeth grow long as gums grow short
Your back curves as your hair straightens
and looking good becomes more like work...
...

Today the summer sun beats down on me like it did when I was back in Nam
Making me crazy with a touch of the malaria......making me
mad enough to overreact to the slightest breeze
exhaled from the painted lips of a one legged diseased ridden concubine
...

Given the little time which remains for me to be convincing
I have decided to present it to you in this short form
I don’t much care for such things served cold…
...

Complaining about the drought won’t make it rain, only flood
And building an ark now won’t help float the argument we make
Our blessings are numbered from the start to finish
And yet we waste them one by one
...