It’s my deathbed piano sonata
Fond farewell I say to a lotta
Note: At door there’s a fist--
A bouncer with the list
Of any persona non grata
Author's Note: This was inspired by my neighbor Lilian We were talking the other day about dying and the fact that certain relatives would not be welcome at the party--the ones who have been nothing but trouble in life Can't we at least enjoy our own demise?
Thankyou And Farewell - Charmaine Chircop's Blog
In One Spot Concentrated
My poems in one spot are concentrated;
Should I either have waited or hesitated;
So to pass test,
What will be best?
Be put in other places I contemplated.
Charmaine has her poems all over the place.
Her name reminds me of Charlemagne.
If only, perhaps, I could wish it away
Ship it to nowhere, just a stowaway stray
No time for farewell
Too late, gotta bail
And please don’t return on a sunshiny day