Tag Archives: Ken Gosse

KEN GOSSE: Striking Out

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“Once upon a time” may often be no more than that,
when “love’s first kiss” is love’s last kiss,
your “ever-after,” hit or miss;
the one who was your welcome mat
now bleeds you like a kneading cat.
Banality replaces bliss,
an undertow to the abyss,
like Casey’s last at-bat.

Ken Gosse prefers writing short, rhyming, humorous poetry. First published in First Literary Review–East in November 2016, he is also in The Offbeat, Pure Slush, Parody, Home Planet News Online, and other publications. Raised in the Chicago suburbs, now retired, he and his wife have lived with their dogs and cats in Mesa, AZ, over twenty years.

KEN GOSSE: Better Pay Ray (by the Pharoah’s Maestro, D’oh-Raymese)

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Dough. I needed dough that day.
Ray would loan it for a price.
Me? I took the loan. “Oy vey—”
father said, “such bad advice!”
Soul? I sold mine on that day,
lamenting the price I’d pay.
Teams of hitmen bat away
’til I pay them back their dough!

Ken Gosse prefers writing short, rhyming, humorous poetry. First published in First Literary Review–East in November 2016, he is also in The Offbeat, Pure Slush, Parody, Home Planet News Online, and other publications. Raised in the Chicago suburbs, now retired, he and his wife have lived with their dogs and cats in Mesa, AZ, over twenty years.

KEN GOSSE: Watching her Beau from a Bough

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She wore the pink bow
which would grace her trousseau
as her new beau would row
down the river, so peaceful,
so lovely and slow.

But when he saw how
she was watching me now
as I gazed from a bough,
I decided I’d better
bow out of that row.

Ken Gosse usually writes short, rhymed, light poetry but sometimes departs from that. First published in First Literary Review–East in November 2016, later in The Offbeat, Pure Slush and others. Raised in the Chicago suburbs, now retired, he and his wife have lived in Mesa, AZ, over twenty years.

KEN GOSSE: Gramps’ Grammar

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When arguments became absurd,
old grandpa wouldn’t say a word
but he’d lean back and feign surprise
(a doting tease with crossing eyes)
and soon he came to realize
a fact which common sense belies—
for in his silence, what they heard
was proof that he’s a wise old bird.

Ken Gosse usually writes short, rhymed, light poetry but sometimes departs from that. He was first published in First Literary Review–East in November 2016, later in The Offbeat, Pure Slush and others. He was raised in the Chicago suburbs but is now retired. He and his wife have lived in Mesa, AZ, over twenty years.