Four poems
“Ode to Compression” by yours truly
Oh, compression socks, compression socks.
You make it feel less like on my feet are locks.
I wear you and hear clocks’ tick-tocks.
“Moment” by yours truly
That moment when you are planning to write a poem but realize it is already written.
“Poet” by yours truly
A poet, and people know it.
If there is a garden, grow it.
Had more rhymes but forgot them.
Happens at times, ahem.
“Nuisance” by yours truly
A nuisance with a new sense
Of what it is all about.