In a world that seems to be moving toward more chaos every day, I decided to try to add a bit of levity. I've written most of these poems while participating in poetry writing classes in the OLLI program at the University of Cincinnati. Some have appeared previously in my blog, "Letters for George." I hope they bring a smile. David Lundgren (Cincinnati, OH)
Friday, December 20, 2024
CRUISING THE LOOP
Tuesday, November 12, 2024
OUR NEW REFRIGERATOR
To me, our old refrigerator was good enough.
Wednesday, October 30, 2024
DON'T DESPAIR, OHIO IS NUMBER ONE
What with J. D. Vance,
Thursday, October 24, 2024
TIMES OF OUR LIVES
Whenever I dropped by Uncle Kent’s drugstore
Sunday, October 6, 2024
I'M JUST CRAZY ABOUT THE LAWRENCE WELK SHOW
I’m embarrassed to admit it
Thursday, September 26, 2024
DEBATE PREP
Rule #1: Tell Them Who You Are
Monday, August 5, 2024
A TRIP TO MENOMINEE
A ten-hour road trip to Farm
Friday, July 5, 2024
UNALTERABLE JOY
Every five or six months
Sunday, June 16, 2024
FATHER'S DAY
My father died in 1993.
Wednesday, June 12, 2024
MY OBITUARY
Wednesday, June 5, 2024
IN PRAISE OF THE PANDEMIC
Wednesday, May 22, 2024
HOW I SEE IT
Tuesday, April 23, 2024
LIFE'S DARKEST SECRET
Holy moly,
this might be
the most tantalizing title
of all times.
It grabs at you with its claws,
jiggles you up and down.
No way I could ever stop reading
a poem with a title like this.
I dialed up the poet,
one Perfecto Marchesa,
and they told me
that life’s darkest secret
can be wrapped up in one word or less.
What could it be?
Loneliness?
Angst?
Greed?
Bisexuality?
Morality?
Repression?
Sorry, interesting but not in the ballpark.
I had hoped to tell you more but unfortunately
this poem is now at its end.
That, dear reader, is life’s darkest secret
Sunday, March 24, 2024
FOR THE BIRDS