Chasing the Long Ball
We are all outfielders on the run
Across the green grass, looking back,
Hoping to hear our cleated feet
Crunch in time on the warning track.

At Walter Reed
When you list all those who profit
From war and war’s loud alarms
Be sure to include the providers
Of prosthetic legs and arms.

At Ford's Theater
Consider the poor cast:
Not one curtain call
The night that John Booth
Upstaged them all.

Climate Change
The adolescent male has scientific evidence
Of global warming:
The perfection of a push-up bra doing
Its global forming.

Coffee Spooner
One night I heard myself slurring
The veritas that is in vino,
So I tried to sober myself up
With a cap of cuppacino.

Freudian
There is always a hidden meaning
In the things that parents do.
They are teaching their babies death
When they play at peek-a-boo.

Lady Luck
I sat across the table from her,
My chin upon my fist.
She had a Rolex on her mind.
I had a Timex on my wrist.

Happy Accident
Think of the prehistoric potter
And her thumb’s inadvertent slip.
Thanks to her all of us following folk
Have pitchers with a pouring lip.

Mission
This is the destiny of Eve’s
Every last son or daughter:
To be sent out with a sieve
Commanded to gather water.

Political Advice
Stand neither to the left nor right.
Stay firmly in the middle.
Note how Rome is always burning.
Learn to play the fiddle.