ATTENUATE
A wee dram of malt whisky is savoured neat ~ attenuated with ice cubes for those petite.
8 / 11 / 2026.
space policeman Sam knew the creature was a possible alien that day
But he was having a chocolate malt shake, so what the hey
Besides, he was young, and looked harmless, this space boy
Sam watched him open cracker jacks and pull out a toy
He offered it to Sam, which showed that he was polite
How could he put this young alien into jail that night?
Sam and the soda jerk gave each other a weird look.
Finding this sweet alien lad here, had Sam truly shook.
Vernal Equinox
This is a day for picking up
that cast-aside poetry book
about dreams deferred, its clarity
a balm to your chafing heart.
This is a day for cabernet or single
malt scotch, as you sit, dressed in
flannel PJs beside a crackling fire.
Let the day-long rain clean windows
wash streets, coax roots, feed seeds,
kiss buds keen to burst into blossoms.
Let Winter’s protracted discontent pass
and Spring give birth to hope.
the berry twins were happy in their patches
no other faeries ever felt they were quite their matches
blueberry faery’s produce was a delight in pies
they were also tasty plain; just ask the fruit flies.
strawberry faery’s produce was tasty in a malt
consumed daily by that imaginative guy named Walt
the other faeries tried to find produce of their own to feature.
The one who almost reached their success was M.R. Reacher
M.R. Reacher was a brownie who claimed peanuts as his own.
They were difficult to grow, not like brambles overgrown.
George Washington Carver made them more of a hit though
When he invented peanut butter, which made that produce glow.
down my straw slides a mini gorilla
a sassy, saucy, delightful fella
his trousers are pink, his shirt is yellah
he swam in my malt; this mini gorilla
For a cold take
hot tea and buttery cinnamon toast
Flu? baked custard, very cold,
maybe milk toast with
with butter oozing from hot milk.
Sad, depressed? chocolate,
macaroni and cheese,
or favorite ice cream.
Tired from a busy day,
take-out – maybe egg rolls
and shrimp lo mein, delivered.
Broken leg? Get friends to
bring in a loaded pizza,
have a beer party
Headache? cold gingerale
(cold water on towel for head)
no food!
Homesick? Mom’s goulash
with extra melted cheese
washed down with
glass of wine or vodka and tonic.
Insomnia? At three am
anything in fridge
or pantry, preferably sweet,
like doughnuts, but even
crackers and cheese will do.
For anything else, large
cut-up juicy orange,
chocolate malt milkshake,
or strawberry shortcake.
oatmeal and maple syrup
pancakes and blueberries
ice cream with sprinkles
malt-o-meal with bananas
I doctor all of my food
adding chocolate milk and three sugars to my coffee
If there is cool whip, that goes in too
I do not “do” plain.
the fast food ad from 1942 made me chuckle as a wife
featured a thin woman who probably never ate meat in her life
Surrounded by all of these burgers made the ad seem insane.
I bet this teeny tiny model had never had a malt or weight gain.
Cornfields full; midst green blades glaze
As summer lends a hand with its golden blaze.
They sway to the wind, direction it blows
Golden cobs of grass in pride simply shows.
At sunset they cower to the creeping dark
Yet, loses not its gleam and dignified spark.
Roasted on spit fire till gold turns light brown
Enjoyed with lime, spices in a summer town.
In India, we call it Bhutta, sold on streets
With Indian spice as afternoon treats.
Laid out on a husk of gold and served,
To the buyer paying the well-deserved.
Many songs have spun the cornfield silk
Vietnam has brewed the ear into milk.
Corn in summer relished by people all
Till summer gives way to October’s fall.
Corn sometimes boiled to eat with some salt
Or churned in a grinder to make sweet malt.
Some use it in cooking, soup, salads and wine
The spirit is willing when the cob is refined.
I was at Resto Depot today for
lunch. I had a miso noodle salad
with an Avacado scooped out with two
scoops of crunchy veggie or no veggie
balls . they had exquisite seasoning too.
There was much lettuce ,the noodles were cooked.
There was dried crisp tasty noodles ,thank you.
I drank a glass of water .This dish is
a subtle smooth aged single malt whiskey,
Hard to eat slowly -I ate it quickly.
Desert was a cup of cantaloup scoops .
Happiness is the circle of glad folk,
I sat with six in all three to me spoke.
First folk were two ladies a nice chat had,
Next dude ignored me I didn’t feel bad.
A dad and son next they ordered a meal ,
They ate quickly: lunch is a sweet deal .
One was a doctor offered free rub down,
I said I live in the far part of town.
Our chat was nice he got up and split,
Noise is an irritable dish : I sit.
Solitude is a silent street.3 bare seats
I was musing when to write my conceits.
Resto Depot a hip place to hang out
For the in-crowd to be without a doubt.
Could not write my poem -my time was up
I looked at my watch ;my ride picked me up .
Water can be calming until it floods the earth with its purpose
It becomes quite unpleasant when the water overextends its intent
Is it the moon that is making the water have more intent with its purpose
Let it be known that the water cares for the earth to an extent
The water cares for its blood and claims to care for the earth, and wants to nourish its seed
Well, the seed does not want the water with salt
Do not concoct a form of a pleasant and tasty Meade
It would prefer to have the sweet nectar of a malt
The earth is the foundation of life, and the water should cool it down from the internal and external fires
The earth does not want to be overrun with water and all of its creatures of life
A partnership until they enter the pyres
The earth wants to have the blessing of a wife
Each day, the earthquakes and the water go out
Or does the water come out like a spout
A crowd had gathered outside the malt shop.
Some people had gotten out of the line for their blizzards.
This interested me, so I pushed myself into the crowd.
Nothing to see here! A carnival barker type was barking.
Let me be the judge of that! A woman’s voice sang out.
The crowd doubled, tripled, and quadrupled. We were big now.
I heard a cheer go up from the front, but I could not see anything.
Here he is! Someone yelled. I was thinking king or president.
More cheering. Closer to me now. I could see a tiny bit of the street.
An elephant riding a walking egg walked by.
“Nothing to see here!” the carnival barker said.
Getting it right for the second time.
Gumball machine you make me smile an old woman said
With your happy round balls in bright blue, yellow, pink, green and red.
Reminding me of the fifties when I thought everyone was kind.
Poodle skirts a turquoise fifty-seven Chevy, intact families in my mind.
Prayer once a priority, everyone attended some kind of church.
Those who did not were often left in the lurch.
Gumball machine, you remind me of malt shops and such.
Soda jerks and cherry Cokes, and I thank you so very much!
daughter's college roommate said I hope this is not rude.
But I never eat anything except for hole food.
I assured her it was no problem if that is all she ate.
I made a grocery list immediately, and it was rather great
donuts in strawberry, chocolate too
They had the best holes, through and through.
Onion rings naturally, with extra salt.
I decided also to add a caramel chocolate malt
I know it does not have a hole, but the straw does right?
I planned the best hole foods all day and night.
She did not say the holes had to be round.
So I bought the perkiest pretzels that could be found.
I added a bundt cake and angel food cake too.
I was excited to meet this hole-eating food guru
daughter's college room mate said I hope this is not rude.
But I never eat anything except for hole food.
I assured her it was no problem if that is all she ate.
I made a grocery list immediately,, and it was rather great
donuts in strawberry, chocolate too
They had the best holes, through and through.
Onion rings naturally, with extra salt.
I decided also to add a caramel chocolate malt
I know it does not have a hole, but the straw does right?
I planned the best hole foods all day and night.
She did not say the holes had to be round.
So I bought the perkiest pretzels that could be found.
I added a bundt cake and angel food cake too.
I was excited to meet this hole-eating food guru
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