June 2021
Bio Note: My Motto is: one can accomplish much with no fear, a bit of talent and lots of energy. I enjoy science (my profession), poetry, running, fishing, gardening, songwriting and singing as well as sculpting. I am the father of two daughters and am married to a professor of nutrition. My poetry publication credits include Pearl, Feh and a Poetry Motel broadside and I am currently working on a fictional memoir in graphic novel format.
Hand Sanitizer
Years, no, weeks ago,
I had no use for hand
Disinfectant.
No peering at label’s
Alcohol content,
Like I do for bottles
Of Cabernet, and
Mid-level ethanol.
Or wipes, I mean
Who carried those
Around -- cleansing
Store entrance knobs
And just purchased
Ho Hos.
Should I buy
A clear bottle
Or a tinted bottle?
Should I wear a mask?
May I touch my face,
Or my Wife’s --
My daughter’s rosy cheeks?
So many questions.
Bullies Will Be Bullies
King of the
Food bar,
Strutting his
Stuff. Preening
Rock star
Stomach bulging.
A blushing male
Teenager really,
Approaches, and
Bully hurtles
From Above,
Eyes sparking
Yellow anger.
White patches flare
And the redbird flees.
While the Mockingbird
Returns to the
Peak of the feeder.
©2021 Gary D. Grossman
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