Worst Responder

I’m cool under pressure.
When things go to hell
And all pear-shaped and sideways
I handle it well.
My secret is simple:
I’m good dousing fires
And that’s all that any
Disaster requires.
See, if you’re prepared
To extinguish a flame,
An arsonist’s touch
Makes all crises the same.

Agree To Disagree

The cat beneath my window yowls a loud, profound lament;
My neighbors’ yapping Yorkies share their spirited dissent.
Communication matters, but I wish they’d stipulate
That they’ve a difference of opinion and retire, ’cause it’s late.

Solar Eating

Pizza dinner nearly spoiled:
Meant to bake it, but I broiled,
Which ignored the underdough
And left it cool. No worries, though,
I plopped it on the concrete porch
Out front just long enough to scorch
Some crisp into the spongy crust.
In Hot August Sun we trust.