A Crop Of Think
Each drop_of ink
From dry paper rising,
Is a crop of think... more »
An Everything Dada
Those with something – they can make
Something out of nothing.
Nothing always takes something
To give forth, to yield.... more »
An I With Teeth
I (the loyal subject)
thinks he, she, or it
is perfectly womb-welcome.... more »
What words should we etch
On memory’s precious plaques?
Which monkeys would we willingly stretch... more »
Calling All Hard-Liners
Calling all hard-liners:
Divulge your honest-to-
Goodness raison d'etre.... more »
'Quit yer stallin’ & git movin’! '
A chiseled ump spits, girthed
In a chest protector barrel,
And splits up a stale quarrel... more »
Quale of journeys
Beyond any journey.
I feel it in my belly:
The ownership... more »
I briskly scrubbed a barnacled cereal flake
From my new Dansk bowl when I felt
Robbed of self.... more »
Freedom of Information
Is an Act, not a right.
It’s fairly tight-fisted.
You might say unfair.... more »
She’s so wrong.
God’s not just white –
It’s white as well.... more »
God is my guts
And ruts in distant roads.
God is my bones... more »
Marketplace value is often found
Behind the wrinkles of the brown
Grab bags awaiting fresh owners,
Pal. You know the onus is yours.... more »
Half Its Charm
Big Theodore Roosevelt wasn’t.
Men make themselves woozy with want.... more »
He’d Be Mr. E
He’d mean like a man who meant it.
He’d ask his soul, “Who sent it? ”
He’d say of this life he’d spent it
Heeding the narrow gist of “it.”... more »
when earners are hell-bent
on entertaining to entertain
raise notions.... more »
Who knew they would make us sign
a new millennium... more »
That idea is so
Promethean: grace becomes
Immorality.... more »
Leiko pretends to brush back her hair,
Catching the Nikkei news on the JumboScreen,
Covering stories of worker bees,
Walling her way to the shopping mall.... more »
Line Break Liner Notes
Our lives, our souls – they're
Actually down here,
hard-returned.... more »
Smothered in moxie,
Maria Yudina, portly,
Deft and incredible,
Makes the Diabelli Variations... more »
Mark Twain Is Plumb Wrong
[N.B. This poem is a reaction to Mark Twain's notion that '[w]ar talk by men who have been in a war is always interesting; whereas moon talk by a poet who has not been in the moon is likely to be dull.' (source: Bartlett’s Book of Quotations, p.623 §16) .]
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Won’t catch me stalking the prize cattle of Hyperion
Nor casting baited lines in Ra’s inestimable fishery
While he steers his fiery bark (a theory on
This has Ra ever steering and watching) . Misery... more »
Modest watershed, these days
People haven’t yet begun
Foraging for drink.... more »
I like baseball, I must.
It swats home
With two outs,... more »
Never An Ignorant Bliss
Putting faux blues to pasture:
Now’s bad news is
Ilk. All hell.... more »