Friday, October 27, 2017

Good Poems

Good—as in
good food; good fellowship;
good eyesight; good will;

good weather; good walk;
good intentions; good luck;
good sex; and, finally,

good poem -
as in Garrison Keillor’s Good Poems series
(I certainly thank

Garrison for saving me from wasting valuable time
reading bad poems).
At the Moosejaw Sunday morning talent show,

a young dude
whom I’d watched the night before clogging with a tall
brown-haired girl

read a poem he’d written that very morning,
prefacing it by saying
he didn’t know if it was a good poem or not.

It was mostly
about how gross last night’s square dancing had
made his underwear.

The difficulty he had
deciphering his own hasty pencil scrawls
was also amusing.

I guess I’d say his poem was a good one.
At least, I know I enjoyed
it a lot.

Winter-Spring, 2012