Long Ticked off Poems

It had been a hellish week.

On Monday
my lonely and tired AfricanAmerican husband
told me, as gently as possible,
that what I had hoped was a temporary separation
is to be extended into perpetuity.

This separation had been scheduled to...

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NOTE:  This is the 2nd THIRD of a funny 3-part piece. No other way to post it due to file size limitations. It's a really fun poem, and I hope you'll take the time...

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     by how many badbyes can you measure the length of your day

                 first comes...

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Fortunately, when I was young, what I perceived - 'my kingdom' - 
spanned - and I'm not kidding you...seven - city - blocks!
But being neither worried about - nor having fully mastered - 
the tricky...

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{intro}
You keep-you keep-you keep flying,
Though I’m honestly crying…...weeping…..sighing…..
Extra careful not to snip your heart strings
Tattoo your tune in my heart that pleasurably stings
Pain is what I need not to inflict myself with – just what...

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My wife and I were traveling down the road one afternoon 
When she said, “Honey, I could use a pit-stop pretty soon.”

Now…we all know the feeling when old Mother Nature calls, 
So I said, “As...

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Remorseless sweaty palms

despite being prescribed glycopyrrolate.

Though the angst riddled psyche of mine crafted youth, long since receded, ebbed in the past, infringement, impingement, and indecent wracking wrath of mental illness, that even as a middle...

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I am just finishing my morning meditation when I hear my doorbell ring. It actually sounds more like that buzzing sound you hear if you fry a fat fly on one of those electronic bug...

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About Bill Posters and Bill Greenwell

Words not to use in poems

In 1993, I (Bill Greenwell) went on a three-day workshop with the poet Peter Sansom, who co-edits The North, and runs the Smith/Doorstop imprint. He’s...

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Argh daylight savings time ends – 2:00 AM November 6th 2022

Hour hands of o'clock get set back 
sixty minutes gaining extra hour of Autumn
round about this same day of November 
every year, what a bum
er,...

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Daylight Savings Time Ends – November 5th 2023 means...

discombobulated, harried, and lobotomized
state of body, mind, and spirit triage.

Onset of dark shadows signalling edge of night
occurs earlier as the world turns  
beckoning, hinting, robbing passage...

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Argh Daylight Savings Time – March 13th, 2022

Once again, yours truly
dishes out his regular dose
of literary gobbledygook
even Count Dracula
would not even bat an eye
nor give me his evil curse,
butta I avoid tempting him 
courtesy fanged...

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Argh Daylight Savings Time – March 14th, 2021

Once again, yours truly
dishes out his regular dose
of literary gobbledygook
even Count Dracula
would not even bat an eye
nor give me his evil,
(albeit harmless) look
regarding feeble effort I undertook.

Don't forget...

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Daylight Savings Time – March 13th,   2022

A long time graduate courtesy 
Hard Knocks alum,
once again yours truly 
posts reasonable rhyme 
about shortest day of the year.

Two o'clock Ante Meridiem 
nostri Jesu Christi 
hour...

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I’ll remain loyal to you for eternity, but I am…
Lost in the chambers of my emotions 
Drifting away into the sea of suicide
Drifting away into the land of innocence…
There’s no where to hide
No where to...

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Silent tears are wept as the world around you slept feeling like hours when only moments have crept, holding it tightly your sanity kept. How can this be, you want to know why as your...

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Daylight Savings Time – March 8th,   2020

Two o'clock anno Domini nostri Jesu Christi 
hour hand clock sprung forward sixty minutes 
round about same of month every year, what a bum
er, an inconvenient truth...

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We all went down to the beach today; it was hot as hot can be.  
The carpark was full, Dad got cross and my sister wanted a wee. 

The picnic basket handles broke, our...

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The Rapture

“13 But I do not want you to be ignorant, brethren, concerning those who have fallen asleep, lest you sorrow as others who have no hope. 14 For if we believe that Jesus died...

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Hour hands clock back sixty minutes of Autumn
Round about this same of month every year, what a bum
er, and inconvenient truth diverged from this chum
purposelessly manipulating a hold over 
   sans yesteryear doth...

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When shall I ever be well?
Like yesterday again?
Today which is so gross?
Or tomorrow which brings remorse?

I remember how time whiled
And the wind blew lyrically with your sighs
And the tune of how your voice rise
Oh! I...

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A tale within a tale.

The twins, bathed and in their pyjamas, settled down on either side of the parent on the comfortable couch in the front room of their home. With a great flourish of...

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Panic in the supermarkets!
By the new mad author
Stanley Russell Harris

Oh dear, oh dear, oh dearie me.
In the supermarkets do panic I see?
I wonder why, as yesterday.
I was in one food shopping I say.

Not to me....

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We Are One

v. 1 It’s just human nature
I’m sorry – I should have been more mature
I got ticked off and I was out of place
Beads of sweat run down my grimy face

Ch.: Sadness sweeps me...

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Wandering lonely through the forest track,
Came into view an old castle at a distance
Its tiled roof and towering spires,
Peered through the thick foliage of leaves
Drawn to it as by a strange talisman, 
I quickly walked...

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