Saxby Pridmore: Two Poems

C. Chaplin: Retirement Counsellor
“In the end, life is a gag”
Said the indelible
Sir Charles Spencer Chaplin.
He amused me when I first heard him.
Said the indelible
Knight of the Realm at the top of his form
It amused me when I first heard it.
But it lost its charm when retirement winked.
All very fine at the top of one’s form.
While trying to prove that my life had mattered
It lost its charm as retirement winked.
Then I saw the blighter was right!
While hoping to prove that my life had mattered
I resisted that silly old Charles Spencer Chaplin.
But of course the bastard was right
“In the end, life is a gag”.
                               Saxby Pridmore

What a Time!
Carbon paper blue, black, red and green
And stamps, Olympians, trains and Queens
All here well before me.
I survived
Carbon paper, but stamps’ll limp along
Long after I am gone.
I’m a soul brother of
White Out. I remember when that came in.
Now, it’s getting hard to get, and I’ve
got this filial feeling we’re going out together.
My grandfather saw cars come in.
And I saw computers
The biggest stride we’ve ever strode.
What a time in history!
I want to be buried in a 3D printed coffin.

Saxby Pridmore