Broad in the beam
not much of a looker
this crusty rust-bucket
of nuts screws and bolts
is a crabby old hooker
as luck would have it
dolled up trolling for supper
at any port in a storm
she still gives good service
tho' down on her uppers
now showing her years
deep in the scuppers
yet still on the game
fishing by night for a living
not to sully or bruise her good name
tho' one might unduly call her
a 'Cruiser'
this goodly vessel is truly a trawler
It had been a wild ride
He'd been tossed about
The sea swept the decks
And the sails blown out
Down below in the cabin
Belongings were scattered
Everything was wet - but
Only one thing mattered
Safe anchor was needed
And he needed it fast
He saw what he needed
And went for the glass
The crisis was saved
It was liquid and warm
Always remember -
Any port in a storm
Three
….. huddle in a wet doorway
……brown bag sipping
….any port in a storm.
John G. Lawless
©3/3/2018
You’ve heard the saying
Any port in a storm
With chemo – a chest port
Is usually the norm
I’ll have a nickel-sized bump
Or a quarter at best
Just over my heart
Left side of my chest
And through it all fluids will enter
And through it all blood work will leave
They say that it’s really quite painless
That’s something I want to believe
But first they have got to insert it
But first they must knock me out cold
The procedure takes less than an hour
I won’t know that it’s in there I’m told
It’s done, now the port is within me
My chest is a bit black and blue
I can’t wait till they start to use it
I can’t wait till this whole thing is through
Then again they will have to extract it
And again they will knock me out cold
That won’t be until maybe November
Till then, well this poem is on hold
Those of you that do not know me, I was diagnost with cancer in Jan. Had surgery
to remove what they could see. Had one lymph node prove positive for cancer and
started a 6 month chemo program last week. I have been keeping a poetic journal
of the trials and tribulations of a cancer patient since the start.
Marriage is a great institution, but I'm not ready for an institution.
A dame that knows the ropes isn't likely to get tied up.
Every woman knows, an ounce of performance is worth pounds of promises.
When I'm good, I'm very good. But when I'm bad I'm better.
Every man I meet wants to protect me. I can't figure out what from.
Save a boyfriend for a rainy day - and another, in case it doesn't rain.
Ten men waiting for me at the door? Send one of them home, I'm tired.
When they say boldly go where no man's gone before, they don't mean the kitchen.
Honey when I said I wanted something to hang my hat on I didn't mean THAT!
Any port in a storm is a good way to divorce court dearie!
Titillating is not an excuse for going to girlie bars.
Anyone got a buck I could sure use one?
Grab a piece of **** will you, it may be the last thing you ever grab.
**** retentive? You don't say!
Lip service now there's a concept.....
*Listen for the drum roll!
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