when we looked way out far
at what woule be fruit bar
someone broke (abjudicated) the jar
like a rising star
when having growth spurt
while I did play in the dirt
would be sure to hurt
after location
there would be the creation
of a train station
(of life with each station)
wanted fresh supply
after we will have dropped by
cookies will want to try
(surely so do I)
(this cannot deny)
(sense of humor rye and dry)
(even after I do die)
when of sea took whiff
we went sailing on a skiff
with composed pontiff
when they would descend
what they really did intend
was all their money spend
we would apprehend
messages which God would send
save soul does intend
from further inspection
will have an insurrection
from each direction
(causing an infection)
(need wind correction)
(created rejection)
what we will predict
must have been a derelict
contained in an edict
as predictable
did become despicable
like news by cable
what we prefer please
flying on trapeze through trees
forget to bring disease
Prefer and plan to say that this can
constitute my thorough, terrific ten
Horn Haiku poems I presume and
assume with much room.
My tendrils pierce the dark dank earth
Looking for a place to bloom
"Come here, youll love it" croons a voice
"No, here, it's a great field" wafts another
Birds chirp overhead intelligibly
Patches of light filter through the topsoil
Praire dogs speak of a new life
A new home if I wish
I want a nourishing field, and know what it looks like
But not what the surface looks like
Smells of dirt, flitters of light
Offer tantalizing hints
The voices try to guide, but are trapped in themselves
As am I
I gather my breath and all that I have
and pierce
church had a growth spirt (spirit)
Priest saved us from loosing shirt
or even short skirt
Has anyone seen the fourth graders lately?
They arrive in public built in full grown men and women foundations
wearing adult shoes in sizes eight, nine and ten.
They make me feel dwarfish,
not petite, since I weigh more now than
I did when I delivered children, but I weigh more than most of them.
I know three who are outstandingly large - could be
sumo wrestlers if they take women, as they are all females.
Has anyone seen the fourth graders lately?
Be prepared to feel small and dwarfish.
Trump Lies and Growth Spurt
This is something that we must assert;
Have heard every time it will have hurt,
And we suppose,
Even runny nose;
Trump lies again went on a growth spurt.
Jim Horn
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