January 13, 2013 - 0900

Random Limerick Time!

It's hard to stay focused while working

Many things make my eyes herky-jerking

But I'll knuckle down

Because I'm not a clown

Leaving loose ends all a-quirking

My Baby and I are so happy

When we are awake or taking a nappy

We hold hands and kiss

It's a treat I won't miss

I agree when they say we are sappy

The weather dropped way too down low

I wonder how far it will go

It's too cold to for snowing

And the wind keeps on blowing

So in my toasty car I go patrol

September 29, 2011 - 0405

An early one to be sure. I looked back on some of the things I have written about, and I saw a definite pattern. Long, boring nights with not much going on. My peer at the department chewing my ear for a couple of hours every week. And occasional excitement or arrests. I will continue to showcase the excitement when it happens, but I want to move away from the mundane crap that happens around the department. If you're a cop, you know that midnight shift is a dead one. They don't call it the graveyard shift for nothing.

So, in that line, I have a summary of tonight's activities, and then a more personal one.

3 Shorts and A Bio


I tried to make movies and failed
But nobody who asked really wailed
Our technology's slow
And everyone knows
The reports where the suspects get nailed

Staying and hearing them talk
When no cars circle the block
Their tales made me smile
So I listened a while
And then back to the office I'd locked

The bullets all needed some sorting
But I had no way of exporting
In an orderly way
But the range trash saved the day
And no more loose ammo cavorting

- - - - - - - - - -

Who am I?
Husband? Yes.
Cop? Yes.
But...who?

Animal lover? Yes.
Poetry writer? Yes.
Picture taker? Yes.
But...who?

Tough guy? No.
Bad guy? No.
Mean guy? No.
But...who?

Angry man? No.
Quiet man? Yes.
Forceful man? No.
Smart man? Yes.

Who am I? Just a man...
Police man
Dog man
Reading man
Writing man
Loving man

September 6, 2011 - 0415

This is a shorty, because there was only one stop all night. Granted, it ended with a DUI arrest but there was no one in town and no one to mess with. So here's a single limerick that covers the entire night.

One Stop, One Arrest


The night was slow and quite cold
And on one was out acting bold
One drove after drinking
Just what was he thinking
To the jail my partners car rolled

July 20, 2011 - 2045

I know it's late, but better late than never. I didn't have time to get my thoughts on paper last night, due to finalizing a project at work. You remember, the whole golf cart thing we were tasked with. It's done, but at the regular publishing time.

Limerick Day Three. We had a double encounter at the same house. Crazy, with crazy spouse, helped out by alcohol. All on a hot summer night. Terrific combo if you ask me. And a call from a psychiatrist as well. Geesh!

Crazy From the Heat

If you call the police it's okay
We'll be there at night or in day
But mixing your meds
With booze makes you dead
And a hearse will come speed you away

If we ask you a question be straight
I'm at work only when late
If you lie I get mad
And then you'll be sad
When detained my guts you will hate

July 19, 2011 - 0500

It was another sweltering night. And being Monday/Tuesday, a lot of the businesses were closed, leaving only a couple of bars open to attract our attention. And one in particular did a few times tonight.

Day two of Limerick week gives us three sets showcasing our work this evening.

Limericks on A Hot Summer Night


When your threats to harm yourself fails
And your family becomes hard as nails
You can cut out the crying
Your angst I'm not buying
In the ambulance the sirens do wail

The heat and humidity rise
And clouds were high in the skies
People stayed in
And traffic was thin
Though we both did try and try

A girl all alone in a car
Was seen earlier outside the bar
Sober and safe
This young female waif
Had traveled with strangers afar

July 18, 2011 - 0500

First off: it's hot. 85 degrees at 0410, and it's starting to rain a little. Sure, why not add to the humidity. Second: I apologize for no post last Thursday, but that was my wedding anniversary. Four years ago I married the most wonderful woman ever. We had sushi, I was given the night off. It was a nice evening. And therefore I wasn't up at 0400 to write to you.

This week will be limerick week. A five line, usually humorous, often vulgar or obscene, set of lines, originating in my ancestral homeland, Ireland. I disagree that they should always be vulgar, or even humorous. Who's to really say that a limerick can't be clean. Or that it can't depict a serious situation or theme? It's true though, the raunchy ones are usually the funniest.

For tonight's rhymes, all you have to know about the night is that it was very hot and humid, the parties involved had been drinking, and to never, ever, waste electricity.

Laundry Limerick


Late night heat and warm beer makes one crazy
But doing laundry means you're not lazy
But if you don't close the door
You'll get knocked to the floor
And the rest of your thoughts will be hazy

June 30, 2011 - 0500

I'm back, and I'm in a Zen sort of place. My peer, the other lieutenant, is on vacation for the next three weeks. This means that I am now the #2 in charge of the entire department. Big responsibility? In a place this small, not really but it's still pretty cool in my mind to think about.


I used a variety of styles to describe my night. First is a limerick regarding the aforementioned vacation. Next is a Séadna, an Irish style that I managed to follow pretty closely. Next is an example of irony in poetry. And Finally, a bit of free verse about my sudden elevation in status.


Vacation Limerick


When my peer is anxious to leave
I wonder what's up his sleeve
His vacation started
Our ways quickly parted
And no one around here will grieve


Drunken Banger Séadna


Entering the bar for trouble
Two frequent fliers made the call
It had to hurt them, these "hard" men
Though small, in the fen of booze we went


24/7-11 Irony


Original hours were seven to eleven
Now 24 hours is the norm
How can I purchase my icy heaven
When the doors are locked on your orange-green dorm?


Second In Charge Verse


The second man in the department is I
Not the first time and certainly not the last
I go about my business and barely try
And those who work with me are having a blast

June 15, 2011 - 0500

It's the last day of my shift, which if you've been paying attention gives you a decent idea of my schedule. It really isn't that difficult to figure out when I work.

Being a Tuesday into Wednesday made for a pretty serene night. Only one call all night, and it was so close to the station that I walked there and made it in under 2 minutes. And the weather was still nice enough that I didn't even mind the brief bit of exercise. The verses are limericks. Enjoy them, as I enter into and enjoy my weekend.

Last Day Limericks


When he's in a good mood it's sure showing
The outcome we all are now knowing
He still doesn't know
What was said is no-no
But he's taking the deal to keep going

To argue with barkeep is just silly
When the people all run willy-nilly
He won't make a stink
If you just stop and think
That at 1am it can be a bit chilly

The doors were unlocked and wide open
For a burglar neither were hopin'
With guns drawn we looked
But we found not one crook
And the owner was happy we were both in

April 13, 2011 - 0416

Everyone knows what a limerick is. Being very proud of my Irish heritage, I would be foolish to not include one here and there. Today was pistol qualification day, and it was eventful in more ways than one.

Range Day

Our night time was long and quite boring
But the day time had me up in the morning
At the range we did shoot
And had one who would toot
Gun barrels and butts were both roaring.