The Cashflow
Money notes like staying in a bank vault
Rubbing against other denominations, or shall we say socializing.
That is why I keep the notes in my wallet as long as possible
Dislike breaking up a friendship, as my pocket is warm, it is a sin to let them out in the cold.
Thrift has nothing to with meanness.
A stranger has no feel for the inner life of money
So, don´t lend to anyone who asks.
The teller in my bank is a fine man with caring hands; he thinks like me.
Counts the money slowly, often twice, before handing them over with a sigh.
Categories:
bank vault, allusion, america, anti bullying,
Form: Ballade
The girl spilled a box of salt
Then had a terrible thought
The spill meant bad luck
Suddenly, she was struck
By a truck carrying a large bank vault
Categories:
bank vault, fun, humorous,
Form: Limerick
All life came to a grinding halt
while Henry Bemis was in the bank vault.
He went downstairs to read a few pages.
During lunch, he read passages written by sages.
Henry’s passion was for the content of a book.
Curiosity always had him taking a look.
An atomic blast obliterated all civilization around.
Not another living thing in the city could be found.
Self-survival became the top priority.
For any signs of life, Henry scoured the city.
He stumbled upon the remains of a public library.
Something good came out of that atomic blast.
To read books, there was time enough at last.
After Henry broke his glasses, he became lost.
There was nothing for him to do after the holocaust.
Based on the Twilight Zone episode “Time Enough At Last”
Categories:
bank vault, fantasy, holocaust, war,
Form: Rhyme
a toddler crawls in
bank vault-- timed to close—door shuts--
darkness—tragic cry
mom calls nine one one
drill for four hours--door opens
mom hugs child tightly
Categories:
bank vault, caregiving, childhood, confusion, life,
Form: Haiku
Believe in Ghosts? No Way!
By Elton Camp
To refute belief in ghosts is why I’ve come
To do it without beating the religion drum
There are entirely practical reason as to why
I know folks don’t become ghosts if they die
Murder me and invisible but active I become?
Then I’d take vengeance and even add some
I would whack your head right off your shoulders
So that in your own grave your corpse molders.
No murderer would ever punishment escape
And the need for police and laws it’d reshape
Any vicious serial killer who is on the prowl
Of his very first victim would sure run afoul
A father who dies and leaves children behind
Could walk into just any bank and money find
His invisible ghost could walk through a wall
Go right inside the bank vault and take it all
Yet you never hear of any of this type stuff
To disprove the ghost idea it seems enough
So if you are ever tempted to believe a lie
A bit of common sense and logic please try
Categories:
bank vault, funny
Form: Verse
Wanted : The return of a transparent Silken White Veil
Ecrued edges due to the sands of Lost time : Lost LOVE
No charges filed, no questions asked I have repaired the damage done
The Memorial Garden For my late WIFE LENORE is in full bloom
the shredded Portrait has been replaced ; Thank-YOU Jacque Charbonneau
Lenore's bust, now a polished Marble Emeralds for her eyes
Eyes (I longto see again)Speaking to me from atop Her Headstone
Now You may think me Eccentric, Vain Even Materialistic (maybe I am)
You see this Wedding Veil is the beginning of my Eternity
With My LOVE , My LIFE ,My WIFE LENORE
P.S.I have all of her Handwritten Original POEMS (Noterized) in a bank vault
Still I would like the CD's back
Categories:
bank vault, dedication, family, husband, love,
Form: Free verse