Eps-spine..Is a serious condition' currently afflicting
The white house, and many world
potentates..Aquired due to close proximity to the
Walking death ( most commonly known')
As epstein jeff..I am afraid.? No.! Pleased
To diagnose' removal from drugs; radical surgery, by laser if
Required? Also, denial of access to social
Media platforms for all affected, immediate removal of funding, coupled with exposure to Biblical
proportianal purging regularly.!
Maybe also? a two year stint in sewer
cleansing? At citys of the incumbent peoples choice.? With a review at the end
And re-employment if they have not learned to a sufficent standard, and the
Same if they have proffiancy.' I beleive that they would un-derstand that rationale?
So i'd employ it to reduce any chance of
Trauma.'
I Like The
Idea Of Free
VERSE
Too Plain
Even As Day.
It's An Idea
We Could Go
Right There!
Make A Wish!
Or Wait For Later...
Maybe It's Free
Because It Wants
What It Wants, Lookee
Here... YOU'RE THE
!!!!!!CENTER OF THE UNIVERSE!!!!!!
*************************************
Don't Be So Surprised!
Or Cross Your Fingers,
Whatever You Want...
That's Why.
Tuhhh-Duhhhhh...
You Knew That, Though.
Right THERE.
Skip The Light Fantastic.
(Wait.)
-Gray Squirrel
06-25-2026
I was born with an extra gene
I cannot be around people mean
I will run faster than anyone
from negativity, or a lack of fun
grumps and gripers get out of my way
my extra gene will not allow me to stay
this gene hits me hard inside my head
angry people make my heart turn red
naysayers annoy me, I quickly flee
I cannot stand unkindness or rudeness to me
I was born with an extra gene
I cannot be around people mean
More baseball teams will play today,
The season in full swing.
For fans who’ve waited months, there is
Much joy that this will bring.
A friend who read my prior poem,
Comparing life to sport,
Responded with an observation
That I’d cut life short.
For even if we find ourselves,
In years, close to the end,
So many other factors may
Our time on earth extend.
Since there are extra innings played
In certain baseball games,
The bottom of the ninth might not
Be all that it proclaims.
So thank you, Ira, for that note -
We may not be in clover,
But quoting Yogi Berra,
“It ain’t over ‘til it’s over!”
Crime of a memory isn’t remembrance
But the impossibility of erasing
The amount I don’t need, to get extra space
To save some memories from effacing
I’d remember our letters, lost and forgotten
I’d recognize what I am living for
Forever grateful for the gift I’ve gotten
I’d recall every word we have said, and more
Of those words that were kept unsaid till tomorrow
That came too late with its morning dew
I’d remember then all the time I borrowed
Some little time to get close to you..
fell
poisoned
burned in blaze
drowned in wild flood
shot by an arrow
stone wall collapsed in sleep
claws lost their grip on brick wall
last life lost, fell under a train
nine lives spent chasing fate's dark design
but lives fold back into hidden nines
digits encircle to new lives
27, 36
their digits add to nine
lives begin again
cat's life revives
fate resets
nine more
lives
We need search for life on another world
For here on earth, life is so well-preserved
Wrote a letter to Santa.
I mailed it on a snowy night.
Crossed my fingers for luck.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
If I had six extra fingers, I could do more
Paint a picture while writing a musical score
On each hand there would be an additional three
I could type six poems while sketching my tree
I could play the piano much better than most
Could wave to my uncle, ignoring that he is a ghost
Six extra fingers would be such a great plus
I could easily enjoy them, without any fuss.
Extra bright in here
All of the lights on my sins
Who is watching me?
I’ve been trying to be..a better man
But one hello…breaks the dam
And a flood… of emotions crashes in…
Lost in lust.. for a friend
I know she knows
But does she understand
It ain’t easy…when time keeps passing by..
It’s in my heart..it’s in her eyes
What we want to say what we want to try
Still we live a pain..that never goes away..
If there’s one promise I can make
May she know I’ll never change
I hope she thinks of me
A little extra today
I haven’t written… a line in years
My soul stays burdened by hope and fear
As I think of you
A little extra today
Don’t you worry should come the day
I won’t make the same mistake
As I think of you
A little extra today
I guard my words obsessively
what is said can never be unsaid
~ heard not ever be unheard
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 2nd place 2025
You see, Pops is deep blue-collar
mixed with old-school honesty...
He was never a drama queen.
He recently told me he'd had
a chain of strange, opaque dreams.
About nearing the end of his being.
If a lifespan were a baseball game
I think pops is in the top of the ninth inning.
I think my rock is preparing me for his sinking.
Preparing me to swim off and go it alone.
Bracing me for the coming storm-be my own rock.
Dear Lord, I'm praying so very hard for extra innings.
i had a date to be born on this date
i can't understate, i just couldn't wait
it was my fate
my goal to gain weight
ain't that great
My brain is on holiday
Sure wish it would alert me
I'm cruising along having a ball
Then WHAM!!!
“Sorry, I'm on holiday”
Doesn't happen often to me
But when it does, I freak out
What if in my remaining years
I never write another poem
Yikes! What a calamity that would be
Still got lots to write about
I think I have... I know I have... I'm sure I have
But what happened???
Something is short circuiting my thought box
Write the first line, then scrap it
Write the first line, then scrap it
Write the first line, then scrap it
Help!!! Someone please tell me what to do
Have the “thought police” intervened
Have I exceeded my yearly word count already
Please oh great overseer of verboseness
If I have exceeded my limit
Can I buy extra words for the year
I'll pay big dollars...
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