By Duane Anderson Yes, I get all your trash. No doubt,some of your prize possessions,not that I am ever very hungryfor anything that you feed me.I don’t mind an occasional can or bottle,but those, you really ought to recycle,but forgive me for scolding you,I sometimes get so overloadedthat I can’t keep my top on tight.Yes, … Continue reading In the Eyes of a Trash Can
The Naughty List
By Duane Anderson The state highway department posted the message:“Not wearing seat belts? I’m telling Santa,”but I tell them, go ahead, tell Santa,for Santa hasn’t visited me in ages.I was already on his naughty list,but since I was already wearing a seat belt,there was no reason to tell Santa that I was being good,so there … Continue reading The Naughty List
Four Blood Drive Poems
By Duane Anderson Treats and Drinks You could say that I am a paid volunteer, not with money, but I get to eat all the same snacks, fruit juices, and water they offer to the donors after they have donated a pint of their blood. It is my morning snack, lunch, and afternoon snack, six … Continue reading Four Blood Drive Poems
In the Eyes of the Snowman and Other Poems
By Duane Anderson In the Eyes of a Snowman If you think I am cute, then you would be absolutely right. I, made of three round balls of packed snow, with button eyes and a carrot nose. I look even better if you put a top hat on my head and a scarf around my … Continue reading In the Eyes of the Snowman and Other Poems
Academy of the Heart And Mind 