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Tuesday, January 19, 2021
Fat Chance, Moneybags
Supine in a frozen greenback trance,
You’re nailed to the earth still banking
On the hoarfrost round your body
To stand up and dance.
Friday, January 15, 2021
Naysayers' Ars Poetica
The real reason
People don’t get poetry—
It’s much easier not to
Ask yourself why.
Wednesday, January 13, 2021
Not All Greek, Yet--
—for my niece Tanja,
whose heart most certainly is.
To not know
A word the old
Woman’s saying but
To feel her hand
On your forehead talking
A language
Both of you understand.
Tuesday, January 12, 2021
"Well, If I Were You, I Wouldn't Start From Here"
But seriously now,
How else are you
To get to where
You have to go when
On your way there,
That long-awaited lame
Punch line comes limping out
Of nowhere with just enough
Clout to send your senses reeling
Back to you-know-where?
Friday, January 8, 2021
Revelation
Nothing so far-
Fetched as a stork
Bringing a new-
Born baby in-
To a Greek house-
Hold; here, it’s something
More down-to-Earth, I can
Still remember my mom’s
Answer when I asked her
That tormenting question so
Many years ago: “Why,
From the kneecap, you
Silly boy, where else?”
As she slapped
Her right leg smartly,
Letting out a small laugh
Like a mischievous child
At the same time.
Wednesday, January 6, 2021
Haiku: Lifeline (Brief On How To Make Every Second Count)
Aye, short is the span—
It takes a lot of looking
Long to see just how.
Sunday, January 3, 2021
Geezer Spouting Off Again
For us bloody
Hardy blowhards, breathing
Profusely comes easy—what sucks
As all get out is holding all that non
Stop volatile stentorian hot
Air indefinitely in.
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