Goose Sense A burden and a bore I must have been; As handy as another leg, I'd slouch The farm in borrowed overalls, and when My chores were done I'd nap on grandpa's couch. I thought of books and girls and being cool, Of anything but crops and barns and sheds Or this old man pointing some garden tool Up at a flock of geese over our heads. "How come, you reckon, one side of that V Is just a little longer than the other?" He paused just long enough for wiz kid me To think up some smart theory or another; ___"Give up?" he asked. "I guess so," I replied. ___He winked and said, “There’s more geese on that side." A Limerick Three statisticians from Clyde To the hunt their sound methods applied: One shot three feet high, One shot three feet shy, "We got him!" the third fellow cried. Ozymandias for Windows after “Ozymandias” by Percy Bysshe Shelley I got an email from somebody’s friend Which said: Please forward this to one and all; I picked an address group and then hit Send. It was an image, jpeg, I recall, That trembled, beckoned me to comprehend For fractions of a second as I gazed; But having little time for what things mean, I clicked it into cyberspace unfazed. Let others heed its import if they may: “My name is Bill, I’ve conquered all I’ve seen: Look on my Works, and do not count the cost!” And that was all. I went on with my day ___Of multi-tasking with the faceless lost ___Who send me messages from far away. Email from the Dungeon Beneath the Ivory Tower Its me. I would of come to class to-day But both my kids are still to sick and there Dad works, plus grammer (husbands mom) wont stay More then two hours, which I dont think is fair, Shes in our single wide out back so why She cant help me some more I just dont get, Ok, your probly thinking tmi :) My questions on the homework, I forget On Tuseday did you say we could or not Use I on essays? I wrote all I can, A half a page but that’s asfars I got, And do you grade on writing? Yours, Sue Ann ___P.S. If I missed anything today ___Just send it in an email back ok? Tom Schmidt retired to rural Vermont following a teaching career in literature and theology that began with a PhD from Cambridge University and ended when his last employer, Burlington College, went belly up--which was not his fault. In addition to many academic books and articles, he has written two novels, In Poor Taste and What Would Gilligan Do? His poems have appeared in numerous journals, including War, Literature, & the Arts, Rolling Coulter, Blue Collar Review, The Lyric, and Poets & War.