Archive for May, 2014

AFTERMATH

Saturday, May 24th, 2014

 

AFTERMATH

Around the corner seven-eleven

java nestling on the lap, crosswords

unfolded above the knees, his lovable

cane crisscrossing the thighs,

his needed-washing blanket

mummifying him in a repose.

 

Yesterday he had a great fall

whence rising to the john–an abrasion

on his forehead, bloody big toe &

a contusive  ado on his hand.

“I’m alright, I’m alright’–yea, yea.

His will and I got him dusted off.

 

Kaiser, ER ward vied for nite monitoring-

but my baby would not have it-onward home.

Here we are after a rise & shine needing

more shut-eye & I wait to reheat his java.

“He’s alright”, He’s alright” for the nonce.

 

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CROONER

Friday, May 23rd, 2014

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CROONER

(Ode to Jerry Vale)

 

Heat rises in a cool

smooth way and goose bumps

fly away from the arms,

the heart patters ethereally,

he’s got you under his spell.

 

He once sung a Chaplin serenade

“This is my Song” and Petula

took it away to the United Kingdom.

A crooners –an upside down Diva

replete with silk and smoke.

 

Celestial sighs within his arias

breathing out chic rose petals,

strewn on shrilling admirers.

CROONER

Friday, May 23rd, 2014

crooner

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CROONER

(Ode to Jerry Vale)

 

Heat rises in a cool

smooth way and goose bumps

fly away from the arms,

the heart patters ethereally,

he’s got you under his spell.

 

He once sung a Chaplin serenade

“This is my Song” and Petula

took it away to the United Kingdom.

A crooners –an upside down Diva

replete with silk and smoke.

 

Celestial sighs within his arias

breathing out chic rose petals,

strewn on shrilling admirers.

COMIC SPECULATION

Friday, May 23rd, 2014

 

COSMIC SPECULATION

It can incarnate into

faith or a six sense

or intuition but not the gospel

We hope, pray, wish,

dwell, imagine what the

twilight hours might for

what it is to be.  A wand

not likely to transmute

speculative state into

desirous state.  Impasse

is a dreary fool but innocent

for not knowing what do.

Instinct is another rule,

meditation too can be a tool .

Amongst the speculative devices

you choose must be purity

so the steps forward will meet with grace.

All this is sheer speculation, it may take

a deluge for the seed to sprout

and peek at new world it seeks

 

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HISTRIONIC PERSONALITY DISORDER

Thursday, May 15th, 2014

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HISTRIONIC PERSONALITY DISORDER

 

Quick fix the global nations

with anybody’s incantation

surely would sublimely be applicable.

Now is the essence of seeing

slickety-split in fruition eradicating

wicked despots from their thrones.

 

Don’t wait for an Apocalypse!

Alas!  Dorothy’s red clacking shoes

will not get us back to Eden–but

as it been said a will can chant up dust

and moisten it, be impregnated by seeds.

Bibbidi Bobbidi Boo!

 

The chant: Hey let’s rid the loved starved

divas of their real diagnosis: Histrionic

Personality Disorder be it genetic,

socially induced but long long therapy.

perhaps a cure for bad their attitudes.

FRIVOLITY

Thursday, May 15th, 2014

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