Rhyme and Reason

The poems I proffer here all spin around one way or another on the axis of generic love. They run a spectrum from frivolous to serious inane to germane and short to long. Each one is a specific response to some spontaneous feeling brought on by such a demon as Puck of perhaps Erato. After each Rhyme a reason ensues to explain apologize rap about or otherwise attend the poem at hand. Each itch has its very own scratch! Isnt that what we all do while waiting for Godot and otherwise enjoying the poison ivy of life?! We all remember the days of our youth when we as scholars students (or at least pupils) were tortured in the name of homework to write that infernal essay by which we attempted to explain (in five hundred words) what the poet John Milton perhaps was really saying as he lamented his blindness. As for my ocular rectitis perhaps God will be kind and not exact day-labor when my Rhyme and Reason is considered in the dim twilight of my years as a late day latter day would-be poet. With Love; I Say Enjoy!Sincerely Jake Dillon