My Friend From Chicago Says Bless You (Revised)

on his third marriage
he still has preschoolers
at an age where
he is supposed to go
on a Caribbean cruise
or a getaway in the
Bahamas

his first marriage
was a case of betrayal
while he works away
from home
his wife invited her man
in the marital bedroom

his second marriage was
worst
the woman turns out to
be a lesbian

his third marriage is a kind
of suspense
ten years younger than
his actual age
and bearing him
for now three children

and he is looking still
for more thrill

by RIC BASTASA

Comments (7)

Aisha, this comes as close to Universal as any poem I've seen. But perhaps that's just me. I am looking for a commercial product which will clean the bathroom - similar to a hand-grenade, but not apt to chip tile or porcelain. Cheers for this one. - Will
Who's got time to clean the bathroom when there's poetry to write? Cute poem, Aisha! Brian
as you know I love rhymes. they are so hard to get, -ones that still sound natural. you have a gift for them and a playful way of choosing your subjects! Tim
Aisha that is teh story in every house ~ Loved the ending..yeah let the germs feast ~ Preets
Lets all slow down, come out the house and smell the roses for a while, A fun write Love Duncan
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