Friday, May 9, 2014

Donal Mahoney- Two Poems

Over and Out

Harley turned 70 
the other day 
and died 

riding his motorcycle 
through a pink dawn, 
an old Suzuki 

not a Harley. 
He hit a fireplug 
and soared, 

a missile shot
over the handlebars.
He never made a sound

landed in 
rose garden
but never knew it. 

Heart attack 
while airborne, 
never felt the thorns.

After the Fact

A minister's son married
a deacon's daughter
after a long courtship.

It was difficult at times
doing everything right
but the young couple 

saved themselves
for the wedding night
when the groom 

sat on the bed 
and watched his bride 
carefully undress,

finally removing
the bra he never
knew was padded.

1 comment:

  1. Oh dear...After the Fact. A cheap shot at religious nuts who have unreasonable views about sex. It's too brutal to even be funny. You have to feel the pain of the young man dying for his wife and then oh, sorry, my breasts aren't real-- do you mind? It is far too sad to laugh. I wonder what face the boy made when he saw the pads? Maybe he didn't know why she wore them in the first place. Let's familiarize ourselves with each other before making a commitment.