This, my last post of the year, dear readers, is a short few quatrains; prickly poetry that would probe the mind of the incoming GOP Speaker of the House, the emotionally delicate John Andrew Boehner.
A Crocodilian Crock?
Does Boehner’s orange face denote a great tan
or is it dermatologically the mark of a man
with dour countenance and low self esteem
who weeps and sobs as if reliving a dream?
A sad dream invoked so he may wear his past
as a badge of passage he fears cannot last
while his political career has arrived at a peak
emotionally odd weeping will not let him speak.
Fabled crocodile tears are not truly felt
but perhaps John’s weeping is darkly indwelt
from tormented pangs of past poverty, looming
his lachrymal breakdowns are now all consuming.
As Congress convenes, with new Speaker and gavel
will the negative spotlight make Boehner unravel
as his overblown ego casts a dull orange glow
will his bawling and weeping continue to grow?
Will Speaker John Boehner now tread that thin border
between sanity and madness, a narcissistic disorder?
Indeed, Jesus wept over the city of Jerusalem
I fear Boehner’s tears are just there to bamboozle ’em!
Happy New Year,
Texas poet lariat
Posted December 27, 2010
[Retired journalist Larry Ray is a Texas native and former Austin television news anchor who now lives in Gulfport, Mississippi. He also posts at The iHandbill.]