No Doubt Someone Was Very Busy
The shopping cart was in a parking space,
And not the store’s close-by cart storage place,
Though every other cart had been put in it,
But that would take an extra half a minute.
Disregarded
Dumb things we did back in our lives,
Are mostly best left in archives.
Confronting
At times regardless of our age
We’re forced to suffer major woe
To realize that there’s a page
We have to turn, so joy can flow.
Nonetheless
Some people are quite fabulously rich.
Some smile so much it seems like joy’s their niche.
A number are attractive as can be.
More have been blessed with popularity.
There’s also those successful from the start
With others just amazingly book smart.
Then certain folks seem confident and sure,
But nonetheless we’re all part insecure.
Russel Winick started writing poetry after ending a long legal career. He resides in Naperville, Illinois.
Russel, when I saw the first title, before I saw your name, I guessed this was yours. . Then, I read the title to Paul and asked him to guess, and he also got it on his first guess! We get a real kick out of the pithy wisdom of your poems, and the way they express it with good humor.
Thanks Cynthia — I guess I have a reputation! And boy — did Evan find a perfect photo for that poem!
Russel, I look for carts parked on the way to get my groceries every day. The archives are the place to leave the messes that I did conceive. We do have to turn the page or get smacked in our cartilage. Switching from “certain folks” to “we’re all part insecure is something that we must endure. The usual humor with tongue-in-cheek wisdom.
Enjoyed all your tidbits of wisdom, Russel. Thank you.
Worse still, Russel, is the wayward, wind-driven cart that smacks into someone’s car! Your humorous poems are a welcome relief during the stressful holiday season!