Phone Poem
L E Startzman · July 7, 2016
But never bite a Bumble Bee
Who's buzzing round your toes...
Phone Poem
L E Startzman · July 7, 2016
Never poke a brush pile...
Phone Poem
L E Startzman · July 1, 2016
Quite often the Sense
Merely sits on the Fence...
Phone Poem
L E Startzman · April 14, 2016
Illeanna, ruler of the universe and all lands in between.
Phone Poem
L E Startzman · February 15, 2016
A limerick on Einsteinian relativity, recited by Carl Sagan on Johnny Carson's Tonight Show, recently or not.
Phone Poem , Behavior Modification
L E Startzman · December 9, 2015
"There's the notion, put forth by psychology, that the same principles that govern the behavior of a caged rat also govern human behavior."
So, why shouldn't laughter break the fall?
Phone Poem
L E Startzman · December 6, 2015
Find Simon on the sofa wrapped like an Egyptian movie mummy(his doing), just behind the lower half of Dexter Dog, who is also there, equally undisturbed.
Phone Poem
L E Startzman · July 28, 2015
I love, indeed, to quote myself...
Phone Poem
L E Startzman · July 27, 2015
It may look like a bird bath, but it may also be a breeding ground for the garden Draculas!
Phone Poem
L E Startzman · June 7, 2015
For the Birds...sometimes I just have to write it, consequences be damned!
Phone Poem
L E Startzman · April 12, 2015
When the Angel of Death comes calling... Or, "Houston, There's a Problem!"
Phone Poem
L E Startzman · April 12, 2015
Think how lush our yards would be...
Phone Poem
L E Startzman · April 9, 2015
The Universe is grand and good...
Phone Poem
L E Startzman · April 9, 2015
Not just a common grackle, after all!
Phone Poem
L E Startzman · March 22, 2015
The Hour hand spins merrily
Phone Poem
L E Startzman · March 11, 2015
Many young ladies delighted my life...
Phone Poem
L E Startzman · December 9, 2014
My mind's an ample mansion,
Filled with many rooms;
By far the most important is
Where I keep the brooms.
Phone Poem
L E Startzman · December 5, 2014
#3
As long as the Sun burns brightly,
As long as the trees bear fruit,
As long as the Moon stays silent,
So long will the Earth follow suit.
Phone Poem
Startzman · October 29, 2014
Oh, My Stars!
(For Pat)
I know an old lady
Who lost all her stars;
She comes from Seattle,
Or maybe it's Mars.
She looked at the sky
On a very dark night,
But the stars had all vanished,
Disappeared from her sight.
"How shall I find them;
Oh what shall I do?
My stars are all missing,
And now the moon too."
Thus she lamented,
With a heart-rending moan,
A very old lady,
Feeling lost and alone.
#466 (maybe)
by a fond old man
Phone Poem
Startzman · July 25, 2014
We kissed in the back seat,
With lungs full of smoke,
