written by: Ken Gosse
One day left to settle the score, knowing the list’s being checked once more, acting like children you must adore, round puppy eyes will help implore.
Ornaments all have been picked up off the floor, a plate with hot chocolate, cookies and more.
Behaving like never before, in every which way,
careful in all we do and say,
waiting up late to
hear the sleigh:
Ken Gosse prefers writing short, rhymed verse with traditional meter usually filled with whimsy and humor. First published in First Literary Review–East in November 2016, since then in Pure Slush, Home Planet News Online, Spillwords, Lothlorien Poetry Journal, and others. Raised in the Chicago suburbs, now retired, he and his wife have lived in Mesa, AZ, over twenty-five years with rescue cats and dogs underfoot.
Latest posts by Ken Gosse (see all)
- When One Plus One Leaves One - March 17, 2023
- The Short, Unhappy Courtship of Francis Macomber - February 15, 2023
- Christmas Clatter - December 23, 2022