Ross Lakes Poems
- The A.D.D. And The Other He makes her coffee, the way she ...
- Chalk Lady A pink burnoose, or Peach perhaps, but always ...
- Truck Bed On an Indiana summer’s eve, Wind and water can ...
- Yet Unsung The farms and factories are filled with Unwritten...
- She's Mine! She’s mine! And with the simple twist of a ...
- When The Illusion Fails My front porch muse makes Deep pools...
- Little Foxes Spoil Vines He accumulates, in increments, ...
BA Purdue University, Rhetorical and Mass Communication Theory/Television Production.
MA Ball State University, Public Speaking
Currently Instructor of Public Speaking, Business Communications and Introduction to Communications on Downtown Campus of Pima Community College, Tucson, Arizona. more »
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The A.D.D. And The Other
He makes her coffee, the way she likes,
While the other sleeps,
To apologize for being so forgetful,
And then forgets to add the cream.
He decides (to apologize for that)
To completely dust the furniture, but
Rearranges it instead, halfway,
And runs to get her pizza, envisioning their lunch and smiles.
Driving home, elated, with the tang
Of oregano and roast tomatoes cooling in the car,
He stops to get her flowers,
And sees a sale on milk and eggs. The Other loves a sale on eggs!
Outside, of course, he’s met by Peg,
A homeless guy...