As a teller in a bank, I once greeted a man
With a very cheery “good morning ma'am”
Embarrassment followed
As hard I swallowed
Red faced, I said that kilt got me, hot damn
Red Faced
Barrel Bombs
From Soviet Tombs
The Reds smell blood
Watching it glow
Old friends hold hands
While the Soviet glories implode
The murder from above
In the name of inflation
Crimes in Crimea
Exported
To Syria
Putin
Red Faced
The Red-Faced Sunday School Teacher
By Elton Camp
The Sunday school lesson she must teach
Jesus to Lazarus inside his tomb did reach
About the great love it did take
From death his friend to awake
So to be sure to reach the childish heart
A question asked prior to the lesson start
“Who can tell what “resurrection” does mean?
A little girl to answer seemed to be very keen
“I’m not exactly sure, but I know one main thing.
If it lasts more than four hours, to a doc you bring.”
The teacher stammered and her face turned red
She was unable to reply to what the child said
From the room, she carefully slipped away
“As teacher I resign,” to the pastor she did say
Red Faced Moon
What have we done to make the moon blush?
Thrown accolades and love poems,
blamed her for the awakening of the vampires,
the werewolf’s bad hair day.
Perhaps Mars has whispered something,
a sensuous and tempting invite,
a clandestine rendezvous behind Earth’s shadow
to watch the sun rise.
Maybe, just this once,
she stayed too long in the sun,
forgot her sunblock,
had one too many cerveza.
John G. Lawless
4/14/2014
red faced with anger
eyeing a late leaving hussey
gunfire
Looking for the formal definition, structure, and history of this poetry form? Visit the Poetry Dictionary entry below. Then return to explore how PoetrySoup members bring the form to life through their own poems.