I am my own invention
I have few moving parts
in the physical sense
I can play love’s shallow, skipping jester
and caper as whimsically as the cuckoo bird’s call
or I can be as impulsive as Jouliet
He wears his charm well
after thin dusk
as the moon is cued
and longing gently serenades
like the touch of night air
our touches are not soft
but strong and pure
how summate is our commitment
to a miraculous physicalness
as we solve love’s perfect equations
something erotic, physical or spiritual
seems to be accomplished
as lust’s spotlight fades
and moonlights exchanged
for something blue
we lay half asleep
as the dawn wins its queue
and I am only me again.
.
.
A song for this:
Femininomenon by Chappell Roan ??
Reminder: it's coming up on Valentine's Day..
better
I’m finally starting to feel normal (I had the flu)
It’s hard to read or write with shifting temperatures
to make the mental notes required for homework
to focus on the clinical, virtual classes that put me to sleep.
It’s a story as old as time - girl catches something
and either she dies or she doesn’t.
So today (Sunday) feels sharp, tactile and earned.
The Grammy’s are on tonight - does anyone watch them any more?
With so many artists finding and building audiences online rather
than on radio and the fading print media, getting a Grammy in 2026 seems like a secondary co-sign of success rather than some life changing achievement.
THAT being said, I think it’ll be a big year for Chappell Roan, Teddy Swims, Sabrina Carpenter and Charli xcx.
See ya!
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2026 Grammy nominated songs:
Good Luck, Babe! by Chappell Roan
Beautiful People (Stay High) by The Black Keys
Espresso by Sabrina Carpenter
Pink Pony Club by Chappell Roan
Write a Beautiful Rubaiyat Rhyme 1-31-26 Constance LaFrance Rhymes checked with Rhyme Zone
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Serendipity's Rhapsody of Snow
A twilight rhapsody of snow
When Serendipity's magic flows
Upon each branch a gown of white
Snowflakes sparkle in the afterglow.
I love to walk in her dusky twilight
Through magic spells, heavenly delights,
When boughs glitter with gleaming gemstones
Winter's ornaments of delight.
Evening murmurs as flurries moan
In shades of amber, coral and roan
In the alpenglow I feel such bliss
As snowflakes fall like winter birthstones.
This her wonderland of sparkle and glitz
Each tree glows with her crystal kiss
Enchanted child, the dancing queen,
Fills starlit dreams when I reminisce.
.
giddy'up roan
(((hyah)))
phuk
i think he hear'd
mine
sing tuh
eve
.
ain't you thuh
roan
you broke them bonez
last month
clop
i mean
(((crack)))
.
i came for thuh
roan
certainly too
it's
saddle (shhh
i meant saddled)
i'd'uh never agree'd tuh
take on that thar horse
if'n that purty skirt
'tweren't 'tatch'd
to it
.
uh
uh
up
'pon mine
roan
uuuuhp
'pon mine steed'z
haunchez
hern
unto ourn cabin
'tiz ourn
roam
I dream of love
like bankers dream of fees
.
.
.
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A song for this:
Good Luck, Babe! by Chappell Roan
Painters strive for the perfect stroke
Comedians look for the perfect joke
Writers seek to engage or provoke
P0rn stars strain for the perfect poke
Students grind, hoping they won’t choke
Trump derides his conviction as a hoax
Yachtsmen yearn for the perfect boat
Social climbers aspire to be bespoke
Politicians pretend to be regular folk
Workers yearn to throw off their yoke
Golfers train for a consistent stroke
Flyers pray their Boeing isn’t broke
Stoners want the ultimate toke
A smile is what I want to provoke
.
.
A song for this:
Good Luck, Babe! by Chappell Roan
It was neither
a good place
nor bad
to end up.
It just was.
The roan lay amongst
glowing pebbles,
the silky water
spreading out its mane.
A grey eye,
just under,
looked up
searching for the blue sky
and the beckoning herd
and valley.
If you are going to clone a clown you need a giant test tube.
This was stated by my ignoramous of a cousin, we call Rube.
He ordered the biggest one that a Prime truck could deliver.
I believe I will name my full-grown circus clown Mr. Sliver.
Why do you encourage him? Asked his mother’s cousin Roan.
“When he’s wasting time with this stuff,” she said “he leaves me alone”
Half Alpaca, it spits if I dare kiss Cathy's ruby lips.
It plants a jacked-up rhubarb stalk,
a stiff stalking walk
if I dare roan hands over
my lovers compliance.
Cathy’s cat is much loved by itself
and also by the silky paws of its owner.
I think it may be transforming into a Burmese python
or something more slinky, sneaky, and lower.
As for I, it shows its one scorning pink eye
as it struts away
tail up, exposing a cool distain
as arrogantly possessive as any ‘fork you’ flag.
Their hoof beats pound into my dreams
Spanish mustangs, weighing over a ton
Florida cracker horse saved by breeders
Marsh tacky from South Carolina
Arriving in dun, bay, roan, black and grullo
There are eighty thousand feral horses in the US today
Wild mustangs living off the land in Utah, Wyoming and Texas
They would probably scoff at the dinky Choctaws in Mississippi
For those specimens e a mere thirteen to fourteen hands high.
Equidae fossils have been found in Wyoming
Proof we had horses here three million years ago
Before climate change made them extinct.
Luckily Cortez brought them back in 1519.
July Joy
July arrives spreading county fair spells
Pink chubby pigs and roan cows with cowbells
Excitement grows in fields and through the dells
Gold medal livestock for new clientele.
Hear the music of the carousel
Take a ride on Ferris wheels air cells
Take a chance on arcade games as well
Knock down all the bottles then ring the bell.
Revel in corn dogs and cotton candy smells
Sweet corn and cakes – prize winning show and tell
Jams and jellies with blue ribbons excel
Crisp green apples coated with caramel.
Rows of prized roses and vases of bluebells
Honorable mentioned quilts shaped like seashells
First place red barn paintings, sunset pastels,
County fairs with fireworks sheer joy foretells.
8-1-22
Contest: Christmas in July or July Celebration
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
Rhymes checked with www.rhymezone
The breeze cool and refreshing
colors paled pastel exhibitors
lipstick pinks, buttered yellows, creamy peach,
alabaster whites, orange tangerine, wintery blues;
August cools ratcheting down
the once oppressive heat
relief, respite, balming appeasement,
comforting solace and escape
readying flesh and bone
for autumn colors to return
burnished bronze, pumpkin melons, candy corn mix,
bittersweet crimson corals, mustard green cornsilk;
roan toasted grasses,
ready for winter sleep
dancing in ivory discotheque
escape to renewal and rebirth
as August nears the end.
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