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A Nuptial Nightmare

I had a dream the other night
that had me smiling with delight:
A couple with their backs to me
were taking vows of holy matrimony.
My delight turned to suspicion, for lo!
for the minister presiding was Waldo 
Emerson? Then the couple in solemn tone
said “I do” pledging their love to each alone,
as they turned to face the congregation
applauding with joyous acclamation.
That’s when I recognized the bride
as none other than Amheart’s pride
Emily Dickinson, the eccentric
poet-spinster, the groom the pseudo rustic
Henry David Thoreau, of Walden Pond! 
But even the best of unions are not beyond
the paranormal. And when he took her
to his self-built “mansion”,on seeing it 
she grew pale and pleaded loudly in a fit: 
Take me back to my father’s house this night
there’ll be no wild nights in this shack tonight!

Hide and Seek

Hide and Seek
Boju- Boju

Playing life's game 
Suited with the right face 
Hide and Seek 
Bojo boju 
A game of subtle pretense 
doing it life's way 
clothed the right way
A mask for every season 
A man for all reasons 
See the masquerade at play

Class Action Law Suit

A New York pedestrian
filed a class action law suit
against all highrise dwelling pigeons
calling them a health hazard
and a public nuissance.
To his outrage the jury found 
the pigeons not guilty on both 
counts, arguing they were not 
accountable for incontinence 
much less negligence, whereas 
the pedestrian had a bird’s brain
for not wearing a hat, or was too
cheap to buy an umbrella.

Doctors Aren’t Perfect

It’s hard to believe but true:
doctors do make mistakes;
but on the whole they’re few.
And yet it demonstrates
what we should all expect,
that doctors aren’t perfect.
As for your surgeon’s removal
of what he mistook as a double 
tumor growing in the area
of your groin, your falsetto 
whining sounds like a soprano
practicing a new aria.

''Take your time Edvard''

.

                     there were thuh time
                                lover
                               when
                     i only cared for your
                           speak's soft
                        lock'd tuh mine

                     i can't say that now
                             though
                         'tiz still thuh
                              treat

                     be thuh rest uv that 
                              stuff
                          'low yourn
                              neck
                       yuh give'd me
                                 i
                               i've
                          been busy
                        learn'nin how 
                       tuh git yuh tuh
                            whisper
                              more

                      "Oh learning's a 
                     good thing edvard"

                                ')

Galactic Gossip

Beneath the stars, a glittery haze,
A cosmic queen in her celestial daze. 
She told me, "Darling, can't you tell?
This is just your fabulous destiny, spelled!"

She pulled out cards, all shimmery and bright,
And whispered secrets, bathed in moonlit light.
"The stars align, the moon's a rosy hue,"
(I just wanted to find my favorite shoe!)

"The Darkside of Aquarius, honey, calls,
Prepare for shopping sprees and velvet falls!
Your spirit, sweetie, is quite entwined,"
(With a perfectly matched handbag I can't find!)

She spoke of eras, crushes, and such strife,
As I just hoped for a drama-free life.
"A spiritual and sparkly, fated art!"
(I'd rather scroll through TikTok, bless my heart!)

I checked my phone, a little sigh,
And caught a twinkle in her eye.
"You'll find your truth; you'll feel the glow!"
"Okay, but can we get some froyo, though?"

The prophecy, a grand design,
Turned out to be just a good time.
The Darkside of Aquarius? Pfft!
Just my bestie suggesting a spontaneous road trip!

What's For Dinner

This.... 
isn't just Beef Chuck Roast 
With Peppers and Onions 
And  Sweet Potatoes, and Tzatziki Sauce.   
It's a Big Bowl of Nostalgia.   
It's a Bowl of Self Love.  
It's a Bowl of My Mama's Voice 
whispering, "Not too much salt, Shu Shu."  
And Then 
"If its one thing my girls can do... 
they can cook."  
It's a Big Bowl of Ancestral Pride.  
It's a Bowl of History.... 
Inaccurately Passed Down 
BUT THEN 
Accurately Researched & Recorded.  
It's a Bowl of Abundance.... 
It's a Flavored Bowl of Favor, 
with a Heaping Helping of Grace.  
It's.... a Blessing.

Mystery of Humpty Dumpty

In the nursery rhyme Humpty Dumpty 
Who or What he is is still a mystery.
Some think he may in fact be an egg
though the rhyme hints at no such knowledge.
And yet he’s always depicted as one
and always with legs, whereas eggs have none?
And how did he get to be on a wall
from which eventually he has a great fall?
And who are all the king’s horses and men
unable to piece him back together again? 
A task that would have proved impossible
given his fall’s impact on so fragile a shell. 
Hens quite naturally find all such speculation
futile fodder for brainy egghead cogitation.
What all hens know and vouch is that no eggs
have ever walked out of their rears on legs.

''did i mention''

.

        eve singz tuh me

    in front uv thuh crowdz
              ya know

                 well
our neighbors huddle 'round
   thuh bathroom window
      when eve showerz

                   ,)

Old Men

Old men dwell on living well
They still aspire although they tire
Spry or stiff they live as if
They won't collapse or soon expire
Like it or not they've made their lot
And learned to live with what they've got
But in their mind they know their kind
Won't come again so they remind
All those around what they could do
When the world was younger... and they were, too
But I think this kind of kind revision
Is most likely just another loss of vision

chili for breakfast

chili for breakfast
more chili for lunch
I am a patterned eater

zip lining

zip lining
used to look like fun
after I tore my ACL
not so much

want a dog hair coat

do you want a dog hair coat
will six pounds a day be enough?
my giant dog sheds so much
you can come to my house and vaccuum
and collect enough to make yourself wall-to-wall carpet
a couch throw, a coat, and a sweater

All Alone in a Lonelyland

I woke up in this place 
Where everyone was not so 
Different from me yet different none-the-less 
But it didn’t seem to matter much 
It’s not like I’m living the “dream” 
And everyone else 
With their upside-down smiles 
Seems so lonely to me 

The mind is a terrible thing to waste 
So, stop wasting it ... 
Go ahead, be proud of your works, paste up poems 
All over the walls like posters 
Magnetize them on the Fridge door 
Copy them and hand them out like flyers 
Put them under windshield wiper blades at the Sooper Market 
Post them on www.poetrysoup.com (it's free!)
And last but not least, go ahead and
Hang them from your neighbors' mailboxes 
I promise, 
The mail carrier won’t mind.

The Acid Test

Question everything. 
Reality is slipperier 
Than you might think. 
Here, here 
Have a drink of some electric Kool Aid 
With me. Then, tell me what you think. 
While our minds are free to explore 
Reasoning and understanding goes  
Right out the door and  
Weird able too see 
Why everything seems so basic. 

Life is meant to be fun.
Slipperiness is seeing the world questioning everything, everyone and
Don't be so shocked at what you just might see.

Especially, with me.

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