Monthly Archives: October 2019

WHAT DO WE KNOW?

TAPED MESSAGES

STUCK TO THE WALL

EXHORTATIONS TO THE IDLE–

PAY ATTENTION

DODGE THE BULLET

PULL YOUR OAR

BE HERE NOW

OR TOMORROW–

GIVE A CARE

VULGAR LEXICONS

TURN THE WAR WEARY–

WHAT DO WE DO?

FOLLOW ORDERS,

KEEP A SMILE ON IT,

PRAY FOR RAIN–

BUT WHY?

WHAT’S THE DIFF?

ONE COSMIC CLOWN

PIROUETING IN BROKEN SHOES

A FUNKY ARTFUL SMILE

THAT’S NOT REALLY US

BUT WE’RE AT THE COW’S TAIL

ALWAYS BRINGING UP THE REAR.

SO IT GOES…

ONE FUNKY COSMIC CLOWN

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LORD, LOOK IN ON ME

FORGOT TO BATHE

JUMPED UP TO DO YOUR BIDING

SO EAGER TO SERVE–

WELL, TRUTH BE KNOWN–

THAT LEAF BLOWER GOT ME MOVIN’

SURE ENOUGH THE DAMNED THING

AND IF I HAD A RIFLE–

WELL, I’M A GOD FEARIN’ CHRISTIAN

COULDN’T RIGHTLY HARM THE NOISE MAKERS

PLUS IT’S AN ALL HALLOW’S EVE

AND THE GHOSTS ARE OUT & ABOUT

NOT TO MENTION THE HORRIBLE GOBLINS

DEMANDING CANDY

WITH BEETLE BROWED PARENTS

WATCHIN’ YOUR EVERY MOVE–

I DON’T MEAN NO ONE NO HARM

BUT LORD HEAR ME,

WHEN I TESTIFY IN TRUTH

BEING A HERMIT IN YOUR HUT

THINKEN ON SACRED HIGH MATTERS

IS BECOMIN’ MORE DIFFICULT

EVERY DAD BLAM DAY IN THIS INVASION

GRANT ME PEACE & QUIET, LORD–

THAT’LL BE MY SACRED CANDY!

BEING A HERMIT IN YOUR HUT

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FALLING ORANGE LEAVES?

THE SPIRIT SAYS, NOTHING IS LOST,

ONLY LIKE THE REASONS, RECYCLED,

CLAIM NOT A STEADY SPACE,

NOR EXPECT SANITY’S CALM ONLY,

NO, FOR WATCH THE DANCING FEET,

THOUSANDS OF LEAVES PASS DOWN THE STREET

ON TINY EXPECTATIONS CARRIED SO FAR

AND INTO THE WOODLANDS

THERE TO SETTLE, HUNKER DOWN

TAKE ON WATER & SOIL & SUN

AND WORM & SNAIL CONTENT

COMPOST OF SEASONS PAST

BLACK LACEY SOIL RICH IN EARTH

AND WHO WILL HONOR THE SOIL

THE NEW LEAF & ROOT, BURROW,

MOLD AND COURSING SERPENT

OR TRUNDLING ANT AND BEETLE–

NOT I, PROUD MORTAL, HIDING

IN MY TREE HOUSE OF ROOMS

MY BACK TURNED AGAINST

SPLENDID TWISTS OF SEASONS PASSING.

SPLENDID SEASONS FADING

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REALLY DON’T KNOW–

LEFT TURN OR RIGHT

WHICH PARALLEL UNIVERSE

IS TODAY’S CHOICE

ONLY LET IT BE KNOWN

NOTHING FORBIDS

MY UNCERTAINTY

WHETHER I POP UP

AT THE POST OFFICE

OR IN THE DOG HOUSE

REMAIN AT MY DESK

SHARPEN PENCILS

OR CHASE CHICKENS

THE UNIVERSE A MIRROR

SPLIT & REAPLETE

ROOM ENOUGH

FOR ALL MY QUIXOTES

EXPEDITIONS ENDLESS–

SO,

OFF WE GO

AND NO ONE

TO STOP US–

HA, HERE’S COMING UP

ANOTHER STORY BOOK CROSSROADS!

QUIXOTES ON THE MARCH

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LET ME SET YOU STRAIGHT

SIR MANLEY, WE DID NOT EAT THE CANNIBALS–

QUITE THE REVERSE, OLD ONE–

IN FACT WE WERE IN A STEW POT

THE FIRE KEPT GOING OUT

FOR GRANGELY MANAGED TO DIG A LEAK

INTO THAT MIGHTY VESSEL WITH A HORNY TOE NAIL

THE STEAM THUS PRODUCED GAVE

EXCELLENT COVER FOR OUR ESCAPE–

WE RODE ELEPHANTS, NOT TIGERS,

AS THE FRANTIC PRESS FIRST BELIEVED.

WE WERE PURSUED INTO THE SAHARA

WHERE WE TRADED PACHYDERMS

FOR THE MIGHTY SHIPS OF THE DESERT SANDS–

THE HUMPED CAMELS–SPITTING & GROANING–

BUT EXPEDITIONS–OBVIOUSLY–

FOR AFTER A FEW TRAINS & PACKETS,

WE ARE HERE AGAIN

CENTER OF ATTENTION IN THE MAP ROOM

AT THE ANCIENT EXPLORER CLUB–

LONDON OF THE DRY GIN

AND DON’T MIND IF I DO–

OH, JAMES, REFILLS ALL AROUND,

SIR MANLY, OH TWISTED TALES TO TELL!

STUNNING TALES OF THE MAP ROOM

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RARE FIND IN DEEP WOODS

THOUGH GOD KNOWS THE ANIMAL

WELL KNOWN TO MANY

BLENDED IN FOR EXPERTS.

NOW ACCLAIM FINDS HER

STRUTTING CARE FREE–

TOTALLY, IRREDEMIABLY ODD

THE DUCK OF NON-PAREIL

YOU CANNOT IMAGINE

THE ODDITIES OF WEBBED THIN

AND QUACK OR RUBBER TOES–

NO, THIS WOULD CHALLENGE

AUDOBON AT HIS PRIME

ALERT ON A LOG

DEEP IN THE NATIONAL FASTNESS–

OH HEAR ME, LOST SOULS,

WE GROUPIES OF THE RARE

ARE A’COMIN–

AS OF OLD OUR PROPHETS

GUIDE US UNERRINGLY

TO IDOLS APPROVED

BY THE ALMIGHTY’S ODD TASTES.

ALMIGHTY’S ODD TASTES

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EMBARASSED, NO!

BUT BLUSHING:

A NAKED RESPONSE–

LUST’S LOVE

CAPTURED ON FLANKS

HANDS IN EARNEST

SNARED IN PASTS

DREAMS FOLLY ONCE

DESIRE TO FINISH

WHAT WAS STARTED

IN YOUTHFUL DRIVE

FORWARD GUNS HOT

FIE ON AWKWARD SMILES

WE TOOK WHAT WE NEEDED

ON BEDS OF FALL LEAVES

IN ROOMS RAIN WITHOUT

WE KEPT OUR COMPANY

CONFIDENTIAL JOYOUS

FINGERS ENTERTWINED

A WOODPECKER TAPPED

A SOLEMN MESSAGE

FIDELITY ONLY TO PASSION

ABANDONED ON OLD BARK

DOTTED BY SHARP WARNINGS.

FLASH FICTIONS: DIFFICULT PEOPLE

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