Greek-American Gambler Wins Precious Bride Hands Down

Dad may have returned flat 

Broke to Greece in 1936 

But he was still 

An ace at bluffing: 

Whenever he finished 

Dancing at village fairs, 

He’d dig into his pockets 

And throw a handful 

Of pennies into the air. 

Everybody thought 

He was flush with cash, 

Mom’s poor parents, too. 

Birdbrain

Thank God, I’m a teetotaler— 

All this twitter’s enough 

To drive one to think. 

Not for the Birds

Magpie, be silent and listen— 

How many times 

Have you not heard this one? 

Doubt before Dawn

Whether it’s rime or thistledown 

Along this roadway, we’ll know 

As soon as the sun shows us 

Its face and the fog lifts— 

Let us rise to the occasion 

And be on our way. 

Assayer

Appraising his folly 

His universe to see, 

He wonders why 

His sight’s been affected— 

Two black holes his eyes, 

Don’t you see?