Four more Short Poems, all fit on a single side of a single piece of paper. Ok, some of them are not quite poems, more like short short short stories, but still... Why write poetry? "Why write poetry?" a poet was once asked. He was also a reclusive comedian, So the poet answered, loudly, psychotically: "So the voices stop!" The questioner left. The Best Poetry The best poetry comes, not while awake, and trying to write poetry. The best poetry comes when the mind's activities are least controlled; The best poetry comes in a dream. Job Interview An out of work comedian went to a job interview once. The interviewer asked: "So what's your philosophy on timelyness?" Being a comedian, the man answered: "When I show up, I show up." He didn't get the job. Rain I love the rain. How could I not? The slow rhythmic fall of the drops, The cascading of water from the sky, The bright lightning, and earsplitting thunder, The cool wetness on a hot day. Ah Rain! Nature's way of giving life to everything. Where would we be without it? Dead. So next time it rains, thank the clouds! -Written in 1996
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