For Mr. Know-it-all, The Host With the Most
For Mr. Know-It-All
You beamed a hospitality
that didn’t require proffered tea-
it said, you’re you and I am me
and here’s a place where “we” can be.
Your spot might not suit to a T,
but we fit just fine if some of me–
(with you)–was whittled carefully–
(fifty words worth–no, wait, let’s see—
Cause humans tend to err, alive,
why not add another five--)
Oh, gee, man, how I’ll miss your jive.
Here’s a poem for Galen Haynes, the wonderful G-Man, the host with the most, who came up with the form of Flash 55, posted here for Mama Zen’s prompt on With Real Toads to write something less than 75 words with a homophone.
The Friday Flash 55 prompt was so much fun–Galen’s own post witty and wonderfully irreverent, and his persona a joy. His comments were invariably kind, thoughtful and affirming. Godspeed, Galen, as Mama Zen wrote in her own beautiful post, and send his family sincere condolences.
PS — Galen was so kind and funny. He could always tell if a poster was a bit depressed or under the weather. The above pic is from a post I did when I just couldn’t squeeze out a 55. The rest of the pictures can be found here.)Explore posts in the same categories: 55, elephants, poetry, Uncategorized comment below, or link to this permanent URL from your own site.