Happy 2011!

Hi folks : The year is drawing to a close and the new one will begin soon. If you like my poetry and have not yet had the chance to see the trailer for the third edition of my poetry collection : Instant Poetry (Just add words!) You can look it up on youtube. Just type in the title and it will show up. You can by the book from http://www.amazon.com/, http://www.borders.com/, http://www.iuniverse.com/ http://www.barnesandnoble.com/ or your local bookseller but that's up to you. Anyway, have a happy new year and enjoy this week's poem.

Season of change

By Lawrence R. Berger

Time passes as it does

we reflect on a life lived.

The direction we took in our careers

Life

Love

Business

and Pleasure .

Did we leave this world a better place

for future generations ?

Or did we make things much worse?

Will we be remembered

by the birds or the trees?

or by anything at all?

These are popular questions this time of year.

I wish you interesting answers!

Happy new year!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

see ya in the new decade!

I'm busy this week!

Hi folks : I know this is a day early but it's a busy week ! here's the poem for Christmas. :

On the Fritz

By Lawrence R. Berger

The road stretches onward

back through time and into the future.

Spot came first!

with her silent laughter and ready licks to brighten your day.

Next came Scooter and his high wire act

he'd only bark when the wells were successfully drilled.

Next came Lorca and Sam.

a lordly couple that couldn't scare a fly

but eagerly put up with poems and makeover madness

in a town without prostitutes.

Now

we have Fritz the cute!

Who longingly looks for walks

and grandma's cookies

and remains broken

like a genital horse you can settle onto.

Love comes in many sizes.

fortunately they all fit.

Oh the weather outside.

Hi folks: Well this week I'm back to a reasonable posting time. The eastern Half of the country is blanketed in snow and e verybodys digging out for the holidays. Hopefully your staying warm were you are. Here's this weeks poem:

Snow

By Lawrence R. Berger

It's that time of year

when white flakes fall

from the sky and shovels

come out of hiding and the plows hit the road.

People huddle together for warmth

and the homeless head for shelters.

Burning trash cans dot the landscape

and people bring home packeges of all types.

There is a hush in the air.

See you next week.

I just busted a cherry!

Hi folks: Don't adjust your screen! the time stamp is correct , it really is 2:06 Am eastern standard time . I just finished /Listening to De'Joynt on Killradio.org . It's hosted by my first poetry teacher James Maverick and his partner De De. I was the first one to call into their talk show and I did four poems. It was great to hear from James again and He said everyone in LA misses me. The show is based in Los Angles California but goes out over the Internet to the world. The time difference was a struggle but I'm still wide awake and very excited. Here's this weeks poem :

Cherry bustin

By Lawrence R. Berger

There's nothing like an old friend

to make you feel safe

Words travel far when pushed forth

Sometimes sleep is a bad thing.

Love concurs all even time.

See you next week.

Brrrrrrrrrr 2

Hi folks: Well I hope you're all warm and snuggle where you are. It's freaking cold by me! I hope you had a great thanksgiving and ate lots of turkey. Enjoy the rest of the holidays too. Here's this weeks poem :

The rent is to damned high!

By Lawrence R. Berger

The toy stores celebrate

the holidays differently

from the rest of us.

They stay open and tempt

children's imaginations

and guilt the parents

into spending more than they can afford .

Then they have to struggle to put food on the table

or pay the rent . Only in America.

see you next week!