A Square of hollow sickly light
Shines yellowly upon the night
To frame, through cracked and unwashed
Such minor tragedies that pass
As he whose drunken furtive stealth
Apologizes for his health.
by Ray Romine Tuesday, September 16, 1952
Selections from Trella Romine's library at Terradise Nature Center
A Square of hollow sickly light
Shines yellowly upon the night
To frame, through cracked and unwashed
Such minor tragedies that pass
As he whose drunken furtive stealth
Apologizes for his health.
by Ray Romine Tuesday, September 16, 1952
He spurned the fancy get-well cards–
It’s our own “line” we’ll hand you:
(A very short one from your pards)–
GOOD LUCK TO BILL McANDREW!
by Ray Romine Sunday, March 5, 1944
Among the things that have him burned,
Junior’s sure there’s no excuse
For parents’ never having learned
Water’s for interior use.
by Ray Romine Wednesday, April 1, 1953
We put a little by each pay
Against the future rainy day
Which hits us, I confess with pain,
Just before I’m paid again.
by Ray Romine Friday, December 7, 1951
How quickly, friend, you’re sating me
When you’re at work berating me;
But have no fear of boring me
So long as you’re adoring me.
With truthful praise please scatter
But, if you must, why, flatter me!
by Ray Romine Tuesday, June 12, 1951
While ambition shook him
Genius forsook him.
by Ray Romine Wednesday, May 23, 1945
“What do you know?” This question
Gives me small cause for worry,
Since it’s one I can answer
And do it in a hurry!
by Ray Romine Tuesday, September 18, 1951
Though Mares eat Oats and Mules eat Grass,
They’re ahead of a car (on 2 gallons of gas).
by Ray Romine Thursday, March 30, 1944
“This car will last a lifetime,”
Says he, cocksure and breezy.
The way he drives the thing, I’ll say
It ought to do it, easy.
by Ray Romine Friday, November 23, 1951
Let others worry, but not me
About world conflagration:
Within a week, there’d surely be
A Congressional investigation!
by Ray Romine Sunday, February 7, 1954