Tuesday Poem

I’ve started working on my next book: a book of poems on prostate cancer. I won’t be publishing all them here but thought I’d give you a sample of what I am working on:

The doctor called.
The train wreak that is you
has derailed again.

The gandy dancers
think you might have
cancer.

Your track they will try
to straighten
but it’s your caboose that tore lose.

Firemen, engineers, all
Work to right your engine
hoping you’ll ride again.

Parts are hauled away.
A train will work with fewer cars

After the investigation,
the cause is not discussed.

About Andrew Reynolds

Born in California Did the school thing studying electronics, computers, release engineering and literary criticism. I work in the high tech world doing software release engineering Then I got prostate cancer Now I am a blogger and work in my wood shop doing scroll saw work and marquetry.
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One Response to Tuesday Poem

  1. gpcox says:

    Puts the dire problem into perspective, doesn’t it!

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