The Ophthalmic Optican and I May Not Sent You a Christmas Card
Hello, poets everywhere, wherever you might be. As you might know I take ideas from the news and occasionally what happens in life to I, me not you, myself. Recently I decided as I could not read e-mail addresses correctly without magnification of the screen. An eye test was necessary.
November 2016
The Ophthalmic Optician.
I have over 1000 poems in the ten books I did write.
All are on feedaread an Internet Publishing Site.
Searching all the titles, none were of opticians in my sight.
And by gad I saw, that was not really right.
I’ve poems about my GPs and of my dentist too.
Could I find one of my Ophthalmologist?
No, I blinking well could not do!
So, to balance out the ying and yang.
I thought I’d write one about you.
My daughter Nicole said, ‘keep it short.’
She means what I do write.
I gave what she said consideration.
Then thought that was not right.
I mean, telling a budding author.
To write short about what he does write.
As this poem’s about my Ophthalmologist.
I could see she was not right.
So now I’ll make a start!
On my poem now to write!
After all it’s only tea-time.
And I’ll write all through the night!
I’m going to laminate this rhyme.
If I have the right paper this time!
To laminate what I did write.
So you can read it, by day or night.
Of course, if you have a problem. Reading what’s written here.
I suggest you visit your Ophthalmologist.
And let him test your eyes, you hear!
Then once tested and glasses chose.
You will be able to see my prose.
If your vision is still not right.
Pay attention to what I write.
And take them back to Mr. Kite.
He will make sure all is soon alright.
And bless, with luck, as I write.
You will get back your blinking sight.
Thanks Dragon for getting that last word write.
(No Dragon I said right lol.)
Stanley Russell Harris
The new mad author
& Poetry Soup Honourably Mentioned.
(NB Dragon is my software addition that shows on my laptop screen what I dictate, occasionally. lol)
I may not send you a Christmas Card.
I may not send you a Christmas Card. And presents may be cheap
That's because I am broke. Have no cash so to speak.
So I will just send this greeting. Even if you I do not know.
I hope your Christmas is festive. You have lots to eat and drink.
As long as you do not drive! If you have too much festive drink inside!
So have a Merry Christmas . And a Happy brand New Year too.
As I'm sure we will hear from you. Throughout the coming year!
Copyright © Stanley Harris | Year Posted 2016
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