A Poem For Everyone and No one

by Karen Remus (c) 2020

Put it on the backlog heap

And I'll get to it later

Let me get some extra sleep

And call me Couch Potater

Put it off till Sunday comes

For that's the day of rest

Based upon my ciphered sums

It all works for the best

Half of me was a tadpole once

The other half a planet

The tadpole came from a drunken dunce

And I popped out of Janet

Half of life is a miracle

The other half a mess

This message is empirical

Just ask my sister Bess

Spanish is my second language

English is my first

My Spanish is peor at best

And muy mal at worst

Line up for a broken heart

And spend your shiny token

Words can rip your world apart

When not a word is spoken 

One Cliche Too Far

A New Poem by Karen Kay Remus

One Cliche Too Far

by Karen Remus (c) 2018

I cut off my nose to spite my face

But sewed it back on in time

A stitch in time saves nine, you know

So my nose and my face were fine

I counted my chickens before they were hatched

And put all my eggs in one basket

Then I loosened my lips

And sank all the ships

And now, I'm laid out in a casket

Twenty Questions

Twenty Questions

A New Poem

by Karen Remus (c) 2018

Did the bug have a haughty demeanor?
Did the cannons cut loose in your head?
Did your dad take your suit to the cleaner?
Did he care that your mother was dead?

Did your sister come back from Toledo?
Did your bother come back from St. Paul?
Did you fire a photon torpedo?
At the cockroach ascending your wall?

Did you blow a big hole in the bedroom?
Did your car take a dunk in the lake?
Did you get out before you lost headroom?
Did your grandma get bit by a snake?

Did you drop out of high school on purpose?
Did they need you to work on the farm?
Did you dream about joining the circus?
Did you trigger the burglar alarm?

Did your fan do a good job of blowing?
Did your hair dryer fall in the bath?
Did I tell you I had to be going?
Did you say you would cut me a path?

     -Karen Kay Remus, Columbus GA, 2018

The End Of Time

"End of Time Clock" or
"The O'Clockalypse"
Computer Graphic by Karen K. Remus
Copyright 2014

A Clock for the End of Time

or Zero Hours

An Apocalyptic Poem

by Karen Kay Remus

Copyright, 2014

I saw a clock at the end of time

It did not tick, it did not chime

The hands were frozen on the face

And only zeros marked their place