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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen

Saturday, November 12, 2011

The Family Reunion

At first I was happy to go on the trip
I was going to visit my kin
but Momma and Daddy got talkin' and then
I had to start thinkin' again.


They said that my Uncle Tim's store was a mess
that he was real deep in the red
He wouldn' stop counting his money and that
they thought he had just lost his head!



My poor sweet Cousin Barbara
was really just much too naive
She never would find a husband, they claimed
wearing her heart on her sleeve!






And Granny is having a case of the nerves
along with her dizzy spells
The family is trying not to upset her
and walking around on egg shells!




My cousin is dumb as a bag of rocks
so they say, bless his heart
and I really wanted to play with him
so much for my Cousin Bart!




I thought I might have a laugh or two
with my favorite Uncle Eugene
but Ma and Pa say that since his promotion
he's making the family green!



Now I really don't want to go visiting
Can't Momma and Daddy see that?
I'll sit in the car real quietly and
keep my tongue far away from the cat!

submitted for d'Verse Poets Pub, Poetics, Idioms