Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Eat, Write, Eat, Write, Eat, Write, Repeat 6/30/09

It's nice to have irons and fire.
But also, it's nice to retire
At a half-decent hour
So it's within your power
To wake up and feel inspired.

Monday, June 29, 2009

The presence of presents, 6/29/09

Our home's a confusion of plastic
Making both my sons go spastic
Toys, balls, and balloons
Fill up all our rooms...
I may have to do something drastic.

Sunday, June 28, 2009

Nate's Birthday Party, 6/28/09

Nate, I hope you had a ball.
(There were plenty of them, wall-to-wall)
You bounced and had cake
And got to stay up late
A good time, I think, was had by all.

Saturday, June 27, 2009

Or close enough, anyway, 6/27/09

The decision I had trouble making
Regarding my starter was taking
Time that it need not
Because what I'd forgot
Is pork belly's real close to bacon.

Friday, June 26, 2009

Happy Birthday Natesy! 6/26/09

My son, one day when you're a man we'll
Talk about you at two and you'll
Hear tales of tickles
And gabba and pickles.
Happy birthday to you, my Nathaniel.

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Rule of 3, 6/25/09

They say that things happen in threes
And by "things" they mean "tragedies."
But if you ask me, I
Think that's just how we try
To make sense of the nonsense we see.

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

In A Fog, 6/24/09

If only someone had advised
Me that when your kids are still pint-sized,
There's more to their routine
Than the things that you've seen...
Sometimes they must be nebulized.

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Outta Here, 6/23/09

I don't want to be writing this poem.
I'd much rather be on my way home.
But I've three lines to write
Now just two, end in sight:
Here's the last one. Now I must be going.

Monday, June 22, 2009

More Cooks, More Cooks! 6/22/09

Script written, the weight has been lifted
Which means now the burden has shifted
To the folks in the suits
Whose notes of no use
Will confirm that they're not very gifted.

Sunday, June 21, 2009

Consider The Oyster, 6/21/09

An oyster can go to and fro
From male to female, so
If the mood strikes its shell
Melinda's now Mel.
Which is sort of like Chastity Bono.

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Del Mar, 6/20/09

"On Death and Dying" I've read
Know the stages of grief in my head
But the reality
Of her mortality
Isn't theory. It's there, in her bed.

Friday, June 19, 2009

I'm a little tired, 6/19/09

If only the viewers could see
Behind the screens of their TVs
And into the process
Of writing this nonsense
That just might end up killing me.

Thursday, June 18, 2009

One Way or Another, 6/18/09

We're right now at the darkest spot
In the tunnel, and all that we've got
Is the hope there's a light,
That we'll make it all right...
Or that death will come swiftly, if not.

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Oral Tradition, 6/18/09

Like father like son; there's a truth
In that age-old adage, and proof
Is that my eldest son
Did today as I'd done
As a child... and knocked out a tooth.

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Child's Play, 6/16/09

My four year old likes my laptop
He'll go online and won't want to stop
Which I don't mind
At least until such time
As he figures out how to shop.

Monday, June 15, 2009

Consolation, 6/15/09

At seven, I thought we were fine.
We'll finish this thing in no time.
But then we got tripped
Up, the end of the script
Was a bitch... but at least there was wine.

Sunday, June 14, 2009

In a shocking twist, 6/14/09

"Daddy, will you rest with me?"
Each night he asks, perpetually
"All right," I said
And lay down on the bed
He closed his eyes. And went to sleep.

Saturday, June 13, 2009

It was all downhill from there, 6/13/09

The view was great, there was a breeze
There was wine and beer and cake and cheese
If only the lawn
That it was held on
Weren't inclined at 40 degrees

Friday, June 12, 2009

Cybersquat, 6/12/09

Twitter, I'm technically on
But only because my name's gone
Snatched up by some vermin
Who goes by @jonsherman
Leaving me @shermanjon

But don't you go following me
'Cause there will be nothing to see
All the pith that I got
Is reserved for this spot.
(Or failing that, banality).

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Your Mantra: "I am employed", 6/11/09

When the ladies who vacuum the floor
Come in through the office door
It's a pretty good sign
That you've spent too much time
At work... and then you work some more.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

For the fans. Both of them. 6/10/09

I'm not sure you should have confessed
That with jonsherman.com you're obsessed
'Cause given that you're
Right outside my door
I might have to be more repressed.

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

The last day of production, 6/9/09

Awakened by thunder and lightning
I knew that today would be frightening
And production would curse
Shooting exteriors
And I prayed for the sky to start brightening.

Monday, June 8, 2009

Production, 6/8/09

Thrown into the deep end I thought
Dear lord, what the hell have I got
Myself into with this
Exhausting business?
But tomorrow... I'll miss it a lot.

Sunday, June 7, 2009

Oops. 6/7/09

The script done, the weekend was mine
To enjoy with my wife on our time
(Except I neglected
To send out reflected
The changes in scene twenty nine).

Saturday, June 6, 2009

The Way We Are, 6/6/09

To market, (Spice Market) we go
For dinner, then off to a show
It's like a memory
Of who we used to be
Before children, oh so long ago.

Friday, June 5, 2009

Maggie May, 6/5/09

At last, the Maggie has landed!
So once this production's disbanded
It's back to Manhattan
Where I will get fat on
The sweet one who my life's enchanted.

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Yesterday, 6/4/09

I went to bed without a thought
'Cause At one thirty there's simply not
A moment to lose
If you want to snooze
So this limerick it just got forgot

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

The Incompleat Pratt, 6/3/09

For Avery Pratt, and so for me
The stars aligned in NYC
This could be my last chance
To see this thing dance
So I'm counting on you, IFC.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Extreme Working Conditions, 6/2/09

At 1 am I'm not my best
So I'll not rhyme under duress
But will instead
Go climb into bed
And pray that I'll get some rest.

Monday, June 1, 2009

The Best Laid Plans, 6/1/09

A long day I thought would conclude
With a quick trip out to get some food
Then right into bed
But one thing it led
To another, and now I'm just screwed.