Stetson, Il Miglior Fabricator

Easy does it, 

My discerning amigo— 

Don’t you dare think that 

 

Once you get the hang of it, 

You’re free to stick another feather 

In your hat and straightaway

 

Hang it up—methinks you must 

First learn the difference between 

A fedora and a terza rima, 

 

What make you of that?

 

Unsaid And Straight To The Heart Of The Matter

Yes, by all means 

This time do set it down 

Right, reticent one, clearly 

And cleanly as possible, all the way 

To its worm-eaten core—

 

And listen up good—

Leave no loose ends dangling, 

Like those that devilish 

Wriggler left so you could 

Choke on them in its absence;

 

That said, what are you waiting for? 

Eat your heart out, full 

Speed ahead—we’re dying 

Here to watch you do it right 

This time around, 

 

Nuff said?

 

To A "T"

There was nothing 

He couldn’t do,

 

And he did it so well

He never had to try. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ambivalent Unconditional Surrender

Many the battles over 

Common ground till 

 

One finally approaches 

A poem on its own terms— 

 

Tattered white flag in one hand, 

Fingers crossed in the other. 

 

 

 

Best of Plum Tree Tavern 2016 to 2020

Russell Streur, the innkeeper over at the veritable Plum Tree Tavern was kind enough—and I thank him once again--to include one of my poems in his latest anthology of poems titled "Best of Plum Tree Tavern 2016 to 2020." If so inclined, readers can read it and the other fine offerings included therein. Here is the link https://plumtreetavernbestofone.blogspot.com/ . BTW, my poem is next-to-last but I’d recommend reading all the entries before it--and the final one, of course. Cheers!