Give me irony or it is my death
The Hitch understood it till his last breath
Sarcasm is sharper than any knife
providing the stabbing passes to life
Cynicism is dissimilar truth
misunderstood by idiots and youth
Johnnie Walker Black Label’s required
for dryness whether it is acquired
diligently admired desired
or even uninspired expired
Mordancy is another quality
of irony using biting humour
to dispel anything but a tumour
though a rumour can carry polity
...
Arguably
An Eclectic Haiku
Arguably he’s
been awarded the title
Earth Alpha Type God
...
The Hitch is gone but he will never be forgotten.
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Patrick M. Ohana
A medical writer who reads and writes fiction and some nonfiction, although the latter may appear at times like the former. Most of my pieces (over 2,200) are or will be available on Shakespeare's Shoes.
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Athena’s Beauty
Dearest Athena up there in the blue sky, even at night when you become a sparkling star. I feel your breath within my aching heart, and see you walking on air within my lungs. Your father, dear God, has neglected to return my daily prayers and calls to ask you if you have any heart for this mortal, I, a lowly writer, sometimes considered a lost poet.
By Patrick M. Ohana3 years ago in Poets
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