This poem stays in my pocket Until I take it out And read it to somebody That’s what this day’s about. Thanks for listening to my words

There was a young puppy named Gus Who charmed and amused all of us. While on a retractable leash He darted all over. Yeesh! It made Meg and John want to cuss…

With floodwaters up to her waist A woman in Florida scrolls through her smartphone. Those devices really have taken over our lives,

My home is in Chicago, and perhaps will always be. Seeing other places, sometimes, Is a form of therapy.

“Obrigado” is All the Portuguese I know But it is enough. I might never come back here But I’ll sure jump at the chance.

Shut up and drink yer beer whatever label it might be. Doesn’t matter who else drinks it or if they can stand to pee. What’s inside your heart counts mo…

Their dad was taking them to Disn… Because he loved them so much And wanted to make them happy. But when that morning arrived And the plane was waiting for them…

Even on a bad day where the rain is falling and traffic barely moves and everyone thinks I’m a jerk I know that the sun will shine aga…

My Grandpa was Irish Or at least his parents were So every year we went to Grandma and Grandpa’s house for corned beef and cabbage.

Since April is National Poetry M… (#NationalPoetryMonth) perhaps this is the best time for writing Zip Odes to release my creative impulses.