new old kid on the blog, with an occasional old or new poem written off the old writer's block
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Clozed, You Klutzes
You say____ know
A healthy____
Leads to a____ mind
And ____-versa but
I ask all you out
____clamoring to get in-
Doors____ of the driving rain,
Why
Would ____body
With an open____ choose
To exercise it
In a____gym?
[Please fill in the blanks and submit your answer via the comment stream.]
NB: For yearz this traffic sign in Megalopolis haz been diligently direkting all interested partiez headed towards Kalamata to stop by and check out their cool indoor stadium/gym—but seriously folks—why would anybody in their right mind chooze to do such a foolish thing if the gym in question waz forever klosed? It's a good thing the Health Center is right across the street from the gym, just in case such a vizit spelled dizaster for those die-hard exercize freaks waiting ad infinitum for the doorzzzzzzzzzz to open.
Monday, June 27, 2011
To One Who Still Thinks He's a Has-been
Friend,
We’ve been there before,
No longer—
No use to say no
Good as we used to
Any longer.
Saturday, June 25, 2011
A Not So Simple Desultory Thought
Don’t even
Think about it
How many leaves
Did you see fall before
The one you were thinking of fell?
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Rembetiko, Dead and Alive!
(Set volume at full blast, please--loud enough to wake the dead!)
NB: It might take a while for the video to load but hang in there--after all, it's a long way to the netherworld and back.
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