the river of life
in flood a raging torrent
a delta many streams
I'm more watery than women
under the skin
altho' my body's composed
of 6 chemical elements within
and all that remains
to go with the flow
is approx. 60% H2O
and the gravity of the situation maintains
if I stand
on my head or hands
or do cartwheels
(head under heels)
(tho' I prob'ly shouldn't oughta)
on the cranium I'll have water
(hydrocephalus)
then again who knows
how else would I experience
some of those
cerebrum faves
alpha beta delta theta
brain-storming waves
Having counted wooly sheep
was woken from a deep delta sleep
in the middle of the night
thought I'd heard a pig snort
but no that can't be right
tho' kicked out of bed
and landing on my head
knew where I stood
for delegated to the floor
then relegated to the room next door
when in no uncertain terms she said,
'You're sawing wood, you snore!'
Not as such a silk purse,
but a sow's ear would be worse.
Not so much a pig in a poke
(jiggery-pokery),
more a poke at a pig in a joke
(piggery-jokery).
All in all,
Sy-hokery!
a moon free dark sky
glowing ionized gas trails
meteors at peak
if you thought the Delta 747 plane crash of 1984 was harrowing
you should have been there to see the Mississippi bridge burning
We had no idea how many cars were on it when the plane hit the rails
the heat from the roaring inferno kept rescue workers from aiding
when the fire had finished doing her work, there was not much left to do
an aerial view showed a snake-like skeleton which looked like a dragon
we later realized this was the line of destroyed, burned out cars
there were no survivors; it was the worst catastrophe of our youth.
when wolf boy accused his pack of lies ~ the alpha male tore at his eyes
beta shook her head and wouldn’t take sides ~ omega stayed in disguise
the moral goes further and simply implies ~ know how cries compromise
said badger to his honey ~ she ripped his balls off for grooming her boys
#The alpha male is top dog
The beta is mostly neutral
The omega being submissive#
#Honey Badgers are notorious
for attacking and tearing off an
opponent’s testes! Ouch!#
By
David Kavanagh
Horn man,
Blues man,
Play and sing as soon as you can
My soul's been trying
And my lil' heart's been crying
My woman's been lying
And my nosey neighbors been prying
Horn man,
Blues man,
Play and sing as soon as you can
My pockets ain't got no money
And my love ain't got no honey
My eyes and nose real runny
It's been cloudy, real cloudy so HELP ME, please
play for me, Sonny
Noon, we’re marching on our fields
Inwards, our river brings forth her blessings
Grin, while you’re mining off our seas
Explore, don’t wash the sediments off our shores
Reflect, while you smile to repay our deeds
Don’t dim the sunny side of our land
Endangered, but our sons strive with pains
Lost, but we found the light to illuminate our paths
That we may perchance find the magic wand
Against the enemies of our souls and spirits
Excitement filled the air as the calliope played
News spread the famed steamboat was near,
Its whimsical gingerbread trimmings displayed.
The whole town would rush to the esplanade
As the wildly anticipated boat pulled into pier,
Excitement filled the air as the calliope played.
If an overnighter, folks walked the promenade,
Marveling at its size and the exquisite exterior
Its whimsical gingerbread trimmings displayed.
I had heard one could go onboard, if one paid
Even get to see a riverboat show, a premiere.
Excitement filled the air as the calliope played.
What a difference Delta Queen’s arrival made!
Soon she would be decommissioned, the fear
Its whimsical gingerbread trimmings displayed.
I remember well how by the riverbank she lade
Like a fabulous ornate coffin lying upon the bier
Excitement filled the air as the calliope played
Its whimsical gingerbread trimmings displayed.
Written April 6, 2022
[The Delta Queen, a national treasure, has not
travelled the Ohio River on a regular schedule
since the 1970s.]
Note: This is a title page. The type should be centered and not all the same font size.
MUCH ALPHA
DELTA OMICRON
ABOUT NOTHING
AN ACCOUNT
OF
SOME REMARKABLE APPLICATIONS
OF
ELECTRIC FLUID
TO THE USEFUL ARTS
BY
OTIS TRENCH
WITH
A VINDICATION OF HIS CLAIMS
PRODUCED BY ZOLTAN GOLIATH
DESIGNED BY LYDIA FOX
SERVICED BY MAGDALENA’S DEN OF SIN
BADSEEDPRESS
© 2022 M. KALAVIK
washing away waves
rivers aneal wretched seas
ablution flows free
by
David Kavanagh
The Zombies of COVID-19
Are screaming they want a vaccine
Now is too late
To change your fate
But stick around for Halloween!
Twenty-twenty, why didn't you abide
by centuries-old rules required to exist?
Why was it prudent to run and then hide;
protocol, you felt, was there to resist
Painfully we hid and Earth hung her head,
as Covid invaded, flaunting with flair.
Breath came uneasily, many were dead;
no place to hide, fear was filling the air.
A terrible legacy your year leaves,
standing with famine, flu, polio's fears.
We shook ourselves from depression and grief,
buried our loved ones, dried most of our tears.
So, Twenty-One, what good news do you say?
Can we, at last, turn that chapter's sad page,
come out of hiding to sunshine and play?
Wait--Delta is shouting, "I want the stage!"
Move over, climate, our allies won't mind.
Refugees, craziness, anti-vax scam,
egotism, lies, hate everywhere we find
I'm beginning to see why Twenty ran.
COVID is here again, perhaps in a more virulent form,
Dealing with the day-by-day stresses is now the norm
Still, so many continue to make this a political football,
When it is definitely not a comedian’s clumsy pratfall
How foolish are they who ignore the call to vaccinate,
Frequenting dangerous places where it can replicate
Denying the efficacy of the currently-approved shot--
So far, the only effective deterrent to COVID we’ve got.
It saddens me that some folks are simply being stupid,
When we have opportunity to see this virus booted.
written July 31, 2021
Elbows must be packed more carefully.
I catch the eye of a flight attendant.
Some preliminary questions…
"Miss can I be slipped into a less edgy wedge?
She frowns, resenting perhaps my ‘miss’
should have said ‘mam’…damn.
I carry on babbling –
“Could my mind be more swiftly amputated?
Is it possible to be shuffled laterally
until I intrude less and match more?”
Now she is throwing daggers of hate towards me.
Are the engines honking like killer geese?
Will dinner come as an intravenous drip?
Is that kid vomiting back there?
Her dislike of my questions
is as palpable as a cudgel to the head.
“Miss I can’t see; my eyes are too near the seatback.
Will you stamp my papers D.O.A. now
to save time?"
My voice through the triple layered mask
sounds like a hyperactive zombie.
She smiles robotically.
"Sir, will you please stop blinking,
you're making the other cargo nervous."
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