Monday, November 21, 2011

Thanksgiving


As on Thanksgiving Day, we look around
Here’s what we’re grateful for right here in town

Winter storm Alfred is now in the past
We’re thankful the lights came back on at last!

Eastern Coast Earthquake gave us a slight jolt
Good that the town folk did not lose a volt

A hurricane not, no eye to be seen
That was the story of trop storm Irene

The taxes in town rose only a bit
Oh wait, 2012 we’ll really be hit!

After election, lawn signs taken down
Oh wait, I still see them all over town!

No “Occupy” tents on green of the town
Oh wait, weekend pickets are still around!

Peterson, Pfau’s, our stores Mom and Pop
We’re grateful for local places to shop

We shop in the stores of Square of Blue Back
Oh wait, it’s for sale, it’s not in the black!

We’re glad to be getting a new dog park
Oh wait, no we aren’t, where will they bark?

All kidding aside, let’s truly give thanks
For food on the table and cash in the banks

For us and our loved ones enjoying good health
And jobs that allow us to increase our wealth

With family and friends we gather this day
And observe Thanksgiving in our own way

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Winter Storm Alfred

A winter storm arrives
Last days of October
The heavy snow on leaves
Makes the trees fall over
The heavy branches fell
On every street in town
Blocking many roadways
And bringing wires down
There’s no time to protest
Or think of the Dog Park
As we sit in houses
Cold and in the dark
By a roaring fire
On dark November night
West Hartford Poet Rogue
Writes poems by candle light
Many town folk thinking
CL & P is mean
They claim they’re working hard
But no crews to be seen
When talking of the problem
Of tree limbs still attached
CL & P and Mayor
Get in a shouting match
Each and every night
The  Mayor tells us all
The most current status
On daily Robo-Call
Robo-Calls inform us
Of crimes and burglaries
And other useful stuff
Like where to stack downed trees
A killer on the loose
Quickly apprehended
For keeping us informed
Town to be commended
Looking for gas station
Driving helter – skelter
Then escape cold night
At the Conard Shelter
Need to make some calls
I don’t sit home alone
I’m in the library
To charge up my cell phone
Mayor cancels Halloween
Costumes would be dandy
Without Trick or Treat
Stuck with all the candy
Puddles in the kitchen
Meat and eggs no good
Only thing to do is
Get take-out Chinese food
With televisions off
New noises fill the air
Generators humming
And chain saws everywhere
Slowly, oh so slowly
The power starts to flow
Have to be so careful
The breakers not to blow
Facing any hardship,
Any kind of weather
People of West Hartford
Face it all together