Call It a Terminal Illness
Heartsick about ER's last episode
I'm just sick. I'm feeling awful.
Gone's my Thursday night routine.
I cannot digest the changes.
I need Dr. Ross or Greene.
County General in Chicago
has been home for fifteen years.
Guess it felt like I belonged there
like that Boston bar called Cheers.
ER dealt with more than illness.
There was love and war, you see.
It was true-to-life and gory.
It was shocking, yet PC.
Every race was represented.
There were gays, some handicapped.
Single-parents and the homeless
Those quite wealthy. Those who'd snapped.
ER's doctors and its nurses
had a story and a name.
Like the world in which I pastor,
they were marked by dreams and pain.
Every Thursday I made popcorn,
lit a fire, brewed some tea
and then settled back with Wendy
to catch up with family.
But that family now has vanished
and I grieving like they're dead.
There's a lump inside my stomach.
There's a pain inside my head.
It's a terminal-ish illness.
What I loved is dead and gone.
And it's left me cold and clammy.
Come next Thursday, nothing's on.
The Motorcade and The Parade
Obama's reception in London is no Palm Sunday parade
The way our President was hailed
in Londonderry Town,
you'd almost think the Queen should offer
him a throne and crown.
The tabloids heralded Barack
as almost like a God.
But such a claim is poppycock,
ridiculous and odd.
The chants and cheers that greeted
the Obama's motorcade
cannot compare to praise and palms
that marked a grand parade.
Messiah's glory can't be shared
by kings or presidents.
The Kingdom of our coming Christ
will dwarf all governments.
|PO BOOKS BY GREG ASIMAKOUPOULOS
Sunday Rhymes & Reasons
Published June 4, 2009
Sunday Rhymes and Reasons is a compilation of inspirational poetry by America's pastor/poet laureate, Greg Asimakoupoulos. In this, his third volume of poetry, Pastor Greg paints word pictures that portray both the struggle and fulfillment that define a life of faith. His repertoire of rhymes celebrate rite-of-passage occasions like birth, baptism, marriage and death as well as the major holidays of the church and culture. It is a volume that illustrates the poet's love of words and of popular culture. The author dips his brush into a paint box of hubris, humor and honesty.
"Gloria and I have been encouraged by word pictures from Greg's pen that have celebrated both our ministry and God's presence in our world." – Bill Gaither, Gospel music composer/performer
"Gifted poet Greg Asimakoupoulos is a dear friend of our family. His poetry blesses, comforts, entertains, and provides inspiration for every season of life." – Natalie Grant, singer/songwriter/recording artist
Teachings of a Three Year Old... Turned Tyke,
by Hal Evan Caplan.
A father learns from the wisdom of his toddler.