Written in response to a magazine's request for a poem about baseball, kissing someone’s hand, Guatemala, eating sushi, vomiting sushi, Robert Frost shaking hands with Shakespeare, Poetry as Painting and Painting.

 A Response to a Call for Themed Poetry

I was watching a baseball game when I saw it

A man kissing someone’s hand

It reminded me of that time in Guatemala

That time when I was eating sushi

Just had I finished my meal, when I saw a man kissing the hand of a bearded lady

That was my first time vomiting sushi

My mind came back from Central America and there, on my front porch, was a vision

It was Robert Frost shaking hands with Shakespeare

Remember Robert Frost?

He wrote a book called ‘Poetry as Painting’

Or maybe it was just ‘Painting’

Or maybe I’m mistaken

My dog barked and the vision was no more

I put my hand to my heart and swore

Hard alcohol, nevermore