Robert J. Bartlett
Biography of Robert J. Bartlett
Retired Business Educator and Certified Public Accountant in Central Massachusetts.
Robert J. Bartlett Poems
Ring Presentation Poem: Sequel Inspired ...
Donna, my dear, it should be quite clear To anyone who has watched you trot An inchworm you, indeed are not. For despite your sensitivity,
On Spelling 'worcester'
Oh, there is an h in holy And even one in heaven; Yes, there is an h in heroin, And even one in hell.
Tonight my taxes, I've set aside; With my government, I have complied. Our burden of debt will now beget A payment of interest, we won't soon forget.
Just A Simple Chair
In urban areas throughout the North people, who have to park on the street, have to shovel out their cars following a snowstorm. They often mark their parking spots by placing an old chair on that portion of the street before driving off. Sometimes these chairs remain on the streets into the Spring and Summer months, thereby contributing to Urban Blight. Twice, I have successfully used the following poem, which I wrote myself, (using the generic pseudonym: Your Neighbor) to aid in the fight against Urban Blight. - - - - Oh folks drive by and see me;
Tis A Pity Of A Ditty
I came to write a sonnet But forgot to don my bonnet; Hopelessly chilled, my mind now fades. As the garbage truck is passing by,
Graduation Toast To Philip P. & John J. ...
Gathered here as we are today, One might think we'd come to pray; Alas, I fear such isn't the case, We're gathered instead to try and save face.
To Write A Poem
To write a poem is the task to which I'm set; To write a poem says I, but I don't think I'll bet, Upon the essence, or variety, or the choice of words I've used. Since I've never written one before, I'm hoping you're amused.
Selected Wedding Thoughts For Robbie And...
Some would have the whole world wed, Others would view that thought with dread. It seems in fact that some will wed, While others will wait, and wait and see,
In Gratitude To Father Henry Donoghue - ...
Fifty years a priest you've been, Fifty years of forgiving sin. Sacred love propels your life, While overcoming neglect and strife.
Ode To A Miserable Day - July 5,1984
The air is humid; the sky is gray. Nothing seems right - what a dismal day. My disposition is heavy like the sky overhead; How often I've wished that I'd stayed in bed.
On Parental Love
A Little Ring - By Frederick L. O'neill
Oh my wife is always talking About a little ring. She never tires of squawking About the filthy thing.
Valentine To Vivian - 1973
Dear Vivian: 'With this ring I thee wed! ' Recall those words, sincerely said? Since that day, ten years have passed And the tides of time have gently lashed
One Cotton Nightgown - Winter Version - ...
Oh, deck the halls with boughs of holly, For tis the season to be jolly. Alas, this season my spouse did reason That a hot toddy
No Poem Shall There Be
My mind is so preoccupied
This decision has been made;
There will be no poem today,
No poem shall there be!
Much too much, have I to do
To compose a poetic verse for you.
Thus, this decision has been made;
There will be no poem today.