A Perfect Proto-Dragon (poem)

A perfect Proto-Dragon
Came crawling from the cave
His manners were amazing
So sweet and well-behaved

We brought him home for supper
And gave him fish and chips
He ate up every morsel
Then sat and licked his lips

He coughed a little fireball –
It was an accident –
He was apologetic
But up the curtains went

Fire spread around the house
In the blinking of an eye
The dragon looked so sheepish
And mumbled a “goodbye”

So if upon your travels
You come across wee Proto
DON’T invite him home for tea.

Just stop and take a photo


For Emma (poem)

I want to say I love you
But it’s all been said before.
So many wordy platitudes
And all with the same flaw.

I want to be original
To show my love is true.
Find a new way to express
The way I feel for you.

I tried simply being modest,
But that just felt too quiet.
My feelings turned erotic…
But I’m too shy to try it.

I toyed with being practical,
Of companionship for life,
But that was pre-included,
When you agreed to be my wife.

I thought about hyperbole
But that just got bizarre.
I considered trying Klingon
But that’s a step too far…

I even tried more modern ways
And first it seemed quite clever
But then I felt a total tit…
It said ” SoulMates 4eva”

So how to end this missive?
Only one way will do.
Like me, a trite, imperfect,
Simple, sweet, “I love you”