By Sam, on July 31st, 2009
Thanks to Facebook — this was certainly the most festive birthday I’ve ever had.
Last year, on my birthday, I had a Facebook account — but only one friend. I didn’t know how to use it and didn’t understand what it was. Then Sarah, my daughter, said to me in January: “How do you
Continue reading Virtual birthdays are the way to go
By Sam, on July 30th, 2009
There once was a bill in the Senate
that needed sixty votes to win it.
It would dare
to provide health care
Or at least let this country begin it.
By Sam, on July 30th, 2009
I.
The Birthers Theory
On August 4th of sixty-one
the mama
of Barack Obama
thought she’d have a little fun.
She knew that maybe
her new baby
might run for President.
So he needed to be
a legal resident.
An epiphany she had that night!
The light! The foresight!
Secure a future Presidential Race
by forging his birthplace!
II.
The Deathers Theory
And now
in this gathering storm
for health care reform
some
Continue reading Birthers and Deathers
By Sam, on July 28th, 2009
I think I’ve got hives.
My skin — which has served me well for many years — has gotten a little splotchy in two places: my right forearm and the back of my left hand.
hives, I think
could this be hives?
This all started one afternoon in May, while picking strawberries.
Three times this spring, I
Continue reading Living in my own skin
By Sam, on July 27th, 2009
He may act mean and bounce like jello
Rear his head — shout and bellow
Call people names — snort and blow
Act like a jerk who stubbed his toe
But maybe Rush Limbaugh is a pleasant fellow.
He may make racist rants
Hate whole groups while dancing his dance
(as if he had fire-ants in his pants)
A zealot with
Continue reading Rush Limbaugh
By Sam, on July 26th, 2009
In February, this website — sampost.com — will be ten years old.
I never took the time to learn HTML or spent the money on commercial website software — so it’s always looked like shit.
I’ve used Wordpress for a few years, for other websites. It’s so much easier. But I was afraid to convert
Continue reading Playwright blasphemy?
By Sam, on July 24th, 2009
The last time I spent the night in the hospital was in 1976. I was nineteen years old. I had a collapsed lung, double pneumonia, pleurisy, and possibly jaundice. I’m not sure about the jaundice. The doctors spoke no English, and my Italian, having had only one semester, was pretty rough. But one
Continue reading Pneumonia, Italian Style
By Sam, on July 19th, 2009
The Senators who are quick to maul
Universal health care for all
Have government plans
That care for their clans
Missing many not in their hallowed hall.
By Sam, on July 19th, 2009
There once was a Prez named Obama
Who thought the ER was for trauma.
Why so much cash
To look at a rash
On a child, daddy, or mama?
By Sam, on July 18th, 2009
There once was a man named Cronkite
Who told us the news every night
But the people who wailed
When his body failed
Didn’t match Michael Jackson’s fortnight.