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Apr 3 2026

Poetry Month

Hi everyone,

Happy Poetry Month. This is not a Word of the Month poem. It’s just a fun little bit of a poem about something I saw in our bathroom. I invite you all to post poems at will this month. They don’t have to be Word of the Month. They can be about anything — serious, fun, verse, free verse. Tiz the season!






Thoughts on a Metaphor

On the floor beside the toilet,
the backup roll of paper tilts on the edge
of a too-small ceramic cannister.

Living on the roll is a spider,
tiny, slightly crab-shaped.
Sometimes I spot it 
as I stand seat-up,
it’s dull gray stark against pure white.

The current roll will soon expire.
If the backup goes into service
when my wife is on duty, 
she’ll squash the spider.

I reflect, it’s just as well
the spider doesn’t know
its life expectancy is dwindling
square by square of toilet paper,
to be determined by fate
of who sits last in judgement.

If this is a metaphor,
I don't care for the smell of it.

(c) 2026 David L. Harrison, all rights reserved

			

	
	



				
					


	

		
		

					
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Hi everyone,





I have been given a 9″x12″ envelope that will be included in a time capsule to be buried on April 30 during the Birthplace of Route 66 Plaza Dedication Ceremony. At 4:00 that afternoon I’ll stand where the Colonial Hotel stood 100 years ago and read my poem to commemorate the occasion. Then, on the spot where the new highway was named, a time capsule will be sealed and not reopened for 100 years. I am honored to be given this opportunity to greet those who will examine its contents a century from now and two centuries since Route 66 first attracted the interest of our nation. I have until April 27 to decide what to put in my envelope. This picture of Sandy and me for sure!










What else should I include? My Route 66 poems for sure. I’m thinking about adding “My Book!” from Somebody Catch My Homework. That’s the one sandblasted on the Burton Barr Library in Phoenix. What else? I can only squeeze so much into a 9×12 envelope.  Sticking in a bio probably won’t mean much to people 100 years ago. Everything will be different by then. I might include two other favorite pictures.















I think I’ll write a brief letter to folks of the future. Not sure yet. What would you say to someone who will be reading your words 100 years from now? Hmm. This will be my third time to be sealed in a time capsule. The first is located at David Harrison Elementary School. In that one I included the speech I gave for the grand opening of the school. The second is in Phelps Grove Park and includes a copy of Cave Detectives, a book about a Springfield cave (Riverbluff Cave). I need to get seriously back to the gym.