Linda Coker Poems
|4.||How Red The Waves||2/20/2007|
|5.||The Last Laugh?||2/21/2007|
|6.||The Fight Begins Downstairs||2/21/2007|
|16.||Song Of Seth||2/21/2007|
|20.||He Works Out At My Gym||8/6/2008|
|23.||God's Love For Me||4/27/2008|
|24.||Mrs. Talley's Rats||2/20/2007|
|25.||What Mature Women Understand...||3/8/2008|
|27.||A Summer's Farewell||2/20/2007|
|28.||Connecting With Corey||2/20/2007|
|29.||The Man In The Moon Has The Mumps||2/21/2007|
|31.||Turning Over A New Leaf||3/8/2008|
|32.||Dead Men Don't....||2/21/2007|
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Dead Men Don't....
His face was still and lifeless
Like I've never seen it before
The form resembled my loved one indeed
But I really was quite unsure
The mouth had fallen open
The brow had lost its stress
Such peace surrounded this motionless man
At his horizontal rest
I leaned in for a better glimpse
Then came an alarming ROAR!
I knew right away that this stiff was mine
For dead men just don't snore! !
Mrs. Talley's Rats
The rats were thick
Back in the alley,
Behind the home
Of Mrs. Talley.
They ate her food,
They crawled through walls,
They chewed holes in
Her crocheted shawls.