When Harold was young,
he played drums in a band.
Eventually, he became the leader.
As a young man, he was tall & proud.
He held the center of any room,
holding forth, cracking loud jokes.
He learned tool & die, but soon
was put in charge of the plant.
He got awards, & retired
to a lakefront home
with a cabin cruiser.
After he retired, he repaired things
around the neighborhood, until
everything was under control, then
he grew bored, had a stroke, & took
his hard-earned final promotion.
Eric Greinke’s work has appeared in numerous magazines and anthologies, most recently Gargoyle, Main Street Rag, Schuylkill Valley Journal, Poem, The Aurorean, and Forge. He has collaborated extensively with other poets, and is working on a book about it, to be titled In the 3rd Person. Three of his essays appear in the soon to be published anthology Poetry Matters. www.ericgreinke.com