Silence stretched as the elevator
stalled between floors.
I heard the cables clang and groan;
the gears grind and moan.
Then the penny dropped —
Switches flipped, engines roared.
Lights woke up and trembled.
Eyes blinked open as
understanding burst into bloom
Gravity had claimed its coin!
All that waiting.
All that focus on waiting, pending,
for a penny to deliver its message
seems so absurd.
But what falls slowly, lands deeply,
and truth must wait for doubt to fade,
Watching a penny roll on its side,
taking its time to stop and topple,
is how gravity works on pennies.
I was thinking of a bummer -
do iPhones get any dumber
every time you drop 'em?
Nowadays, I'm a ding-a-ling.
I really depend on that thing.
My brain don't work, my phone don't ring -
I wish I could swap 'em.
They discussed their friend in a secret way
She is cuckoo, looney tunes, said Gay
Zany, weird, unbalanced, said Gee Gee
How much stranger can she be?
Woman they were discussing heard their talk
She dropped them all with nary a squawk
Including her traitorous sister, Lula May Sue
I would have too, wouldn’t you?
Never flush
not tight fitting
a little bit out
not quite sitting
right with the world,
I always was an odd bit of knitting,
two plain stitches instead of purled
I tripped on a cloud and fell-a eight miles high
I tore my mind on a jagged sky
~Mickey Newberry
compartments
and partitions
in through daydreams
out through nightmares
prescriptions and non
null and into the void
of expansion
spirit and soul
confined then not
I talk to God
while the Devil
is eavesdropping
Santa dropped down the chimney quick
And got hit with a large hickory stick
He screamed and shout
Then ran all about
Until a child ask, Santa are you sick
What if
the penny has dropped
but I neither saw nor heard it
so for me
to all intents and purposes
the penny has not yet dropped
and never will
not knowing this
I wait in vain
and wonder why
the fates
the gods
serendipity
are ignoring me
did I do something wrong
am I not worthy
so I take on board
this skewered reality
this misconception
and live my life accordingly
waiting
forever waiting
for that which has already occurred.
~Awkward Splits :~)
horse in stable laugh
even the cow and her calf
giraffe took half bow
i’ve been s-coffing quite a lot lately ~ i think perhaps i’ve got a s-cold
said menippean to the rhymester ~ s-pitting out helios as he s-trolled
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a fair straightforward non rotating ~ syllable counted monoku
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even the maggots are important ~ grow wings and persevere with life
By
David Kavanagh
dropped my mirror
yesterday
fractured me across the floor
so many many
dismayed mes looking up at me
staring staring
from that oh-so-shattered
splintered everywhere
looking glass
of mirrored
broken me.
'Twas an unpleasant night for Santa Claus
When discovered he had pooped his drawers
From a rooftop he fell
Spread around was the smell
When he frightfully landed on all fours
Poor Santa was in such a lot of pain
For his knees had opened a sewer drain
He was cleaned with a hose
From his head to his toes
But the red pants of his suit had a stain
All the reindeer tried to hide their snickers
Rudolph's nose blinked off and on in flickers
Good thing Santa wore tights
To cover his 'delights'
Which were exposed when he dropped his knickers
Your cousin Louise is weird the relatives told me. She names things.
Like what things?
She named her iron.
What is its name?
Her name is Gladys.
She said she dropped Gladys on Tuesday and burned her rug.
I thought it was hilarious!
I could not wait to meet her.
The clouds forming
Beautiful shapes of love
In the blooming farms
Diamonds of rain drops
The better half of bright skies.
Phoenix of the dry marines.
The heaven crying ecstatically
Through the curtains of cloud
The shiny sober droplets of tears
Hushing the chaotic rays of sunshine
Embodying a loud rainbow of resurgence.
The sky is trickling
Crystal clear balls of adam's ale
Wetting the glossy tresses of trees
Pecking all the fur
Waking up the fragrance of the smooth mud.
The harmony of the rain drops
Sung by the enchanting sky props
The airy wind adding to the symphony
Swans proposing marry to me
Always a happy end in a happening rain.
Someone else’s Alien,
In a spaceship that falls,
Drops from the sky,
Someone else’s Alien,
Been living on Mars,
Waiting for my moment,
Been circling in space,
And now,
my spaceship finally drops
Spinning and turning,
Twisting to Earth,
Some else’s Alien,
Come from afar,
Ready to land,
To take my first steps,
To dance,
To walk on this living beautiful land,
This planet of opposites,
Of questioning minds,
I come to remind you,
you have
So much.
For I am,
Like you,
Someone else’s Alien,
Come from
Afar.
John Roberts
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