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Thursday, September 10, 2009
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Spellbound
Light's here to capture,
And therein's the bind:
Delight is to enrapture,
As spell is to blind.
God on How to Get Rid of Warts and Other Disgusting Stigmata
Toady one, do not prattle--
Go wash your hands clean
In this, my blessed hollow
Oak tree trunk filled with holy
Heavenly piddle and pray you
Do not return to tattle.
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Irksome
Lonesome old cow I hap-
Hazardly tethered loosely
To this tree, twisting
The rope taut all night in-
To a noose instead of snoozing
Contentedly like Elsie,
How could you
Be the death of me.
Hazardly tethered loosely
To this tree, twisting
The rope taut all night in-
To a noose instead of snoozing
Contentedly like Elsie,
How could you
Be the death of me.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Early Morning, Elderly Biker Hits Trail
Descending river
Bank road, brushing
Scent of dew-
Moistened wild fennel
Flowering before
Sun ascends.
Bank road, brushing
Scent of dew-
Moistened wild fennel
Flowering before
Sun ascends.
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