Who ate the last dodo bird
thinking it would do just fine
for family Thanksgiving dinner?
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Altho' fearless it was flightless
I do declare
and when it found itself earthbound
was the dodo despondent in despair
or even think
it would become extinct
if it knew it was in
deep doo-doo
somewhat akin
to the the missing link
unafraid of man
who thought them dumb
as they come
on the quiet
an easy prey for sailors
a whole new different dinner diet
but there was nothing to be done
for suspiciously delicious
history they could never outrun
or ever leave Mauritius
Whatever happened to the telephone book
enquiring minds need to know
there hasn't been one here for years
so wherever did it go
and what about the telephone box
or the answer machine
I haven't seen either near it's clear
they're few and far between
they went the way of the dodo
long before their time
as not everyone I know owns a mobile phone
and no you may not use mine
we used to flip the pages
let our fingers do the walking
but now with not a lot to say
there's way too far much talking
Words are born and some change, adapt, some wilt;
Norse drips into French seeps into English, hidden treasures under silt.
Blendings swirl meanings and semantics shift our daily use;
once uttered by tongue, electric touch now lets language loose.
Ancient lexis under threat became narrower with colonial treks;
Luhu and Yahagn, two dodo vocabularies now buried within texts.
a man who loves company,
yet treasures his solitude.
just leave him alone, for now;
don't take it to heart!.
spun from silver threads their hair
is twinkling with spirit light
Glints that scintillate, with love
Angel's hair a flow
Taking him to a garden,
She sprinkled flowers on him.
He mistook it for child’s play!
Now, she’s someone’s wife!!
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held her heart, thinking of stars
he shouldn’t have trusted his sight…
it was my twin, he embraced~
awkward tale of lust..
Desiring gardenia's scent
Planting two, praying for blooms
In the quiet, surrounded
By pollen, ahchoo
when the sunlight disappeared,
all around, the black of night
tinged my heart and every mood.
then ~ I saw your smile...
A gut punch - gone forever
Life will never be the same
Hers, lost to a stray bullet
Phew, a frightful dream
Go and rest your weary eyes.
Go and rest your dreary head.
Lie la lie, lie, lie, lie, lie,
sleep my son, tonight.
Lie la lie, lie lie lie - from the Boxer - Simon & Garfunkel.
03.19.2024
In high pitch Dodo played bongo
and voiced loud in decibels,
pierced the eardrums of Drongo,
singing, ringing jingle bells
Jiving and jazz, razzmatazz.
Jitterbug then rock and roll.
Smooching while eighty years old.
Both tickety- boo.
you can't be enthused graphite
write verse of my happiness
be eraser of solace
scrub my scarred sorrow
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