Darwin Re-Thinks it All - poem

 

Lawrence Hall

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Ice Storm: Darwin Needs to Re-Think His Errors

 

The electrics flicker off then on, all night long

Which wakes me, and my wake then wakes the dogs

Who protest and blanket-burrow even deeper

While angry sleet rattles the window panes

 

When the weather is foul and the power fails

We are left with a flashlight and a book

Staticky noises from the radio

A bottle of cold coffee, and our thoughts

 

When the night is cold and the wind is strong

One comes to understand that Darwin was wrong

In Darwin's Pawprints - poem

Lawrence Hall
mhall46184@aol.com

In Darwin’s Pawprints

On reading a book review entitled “In Darwin’s Footprints”

The new and improved opposable thumb
Can handily (you will pardon the pun) grasp
A tool, a stick, a pen, a glass of rum
(But dareth not to clasp Cleopatra’s asp)

If we are descended from sophomores
Then why are there still sophomores in the wild
Or random selection from random spores
Mutating from flower to flower child

I don’t know

But it’s a useful thing, my dear old chum
This new and improved opposable thumb