Shannon Chapel Poems

Thank you to my poet friends
Whom I’ve met on this site.
Your inspiration never ends
Not morning, noon or night.
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Oh, great! Here he comes again
Look out if you can.
It’s not a bird, it’s not a plane
It’s Midlife Crisis Man.
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When I awake in the morning
I think of your beautiful, sweet face and it makes me smile.

When I’m feeling weary
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This morning he was playing ball
This man and his two boys.
But he’ll never play again
With any of their toys.
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There was a guy named Herb
Who had a lot of nerve
Critique them all
Beyond the pall
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He sits on the sidewalk with his hand out.
He smiles.
His hands are wrinkled and dirty.
So are his clothes.
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Have you noticed all the girls nowadays
Are thin as thin can be?
With bones that poke in awkward ways
From hip and rib and knee.
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