At nightfall
The owl
Perches on
The television
Aerial
And waits until
It can give
Last night’s lucky
Survivor the reception
It needs.
new old kid on the blog, with an occasional old or new poem written off the old writer's block
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Epidemic
Stopped
In their tracks,
Imagine
Everyone catching
Poetry’s magic
As if it were simply
Another case of common
Affliction.
In their tracks,
Imagine
Everyone catching
Poetry’s magic
As if it were simply
Another case of common
Affliction.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Alexander-Alexandra Meets Diogenes the Cur

Sunday, August 1, 2010
Like a Mermaid in Air
When asked if she knew how
To swim, that naked
Six-year-old sylph surprised us
By showing her breast-
Stroke as she glided
The light fantastic
Over grandma’s
Blue-tiled kitchen floor.
To swim, that naked
Six-year-old sylph surprised us
By showing her breast-
Stroke as she glided
The light fantastic
Over grandma’s
Blue-tiled kitchen floor.
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Time on My Hands
So help me I’ve shouted
Bloody murder countless times,
And still I sit and watch
My hands commit the crime.
Bloody murder countless times,
And still I sit and watch
My hands commit the crime.
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