TV ADS THAT BOTHER ME - a haiku
Audi Christmas gift? ("Merry Christmas, One Percent!") Anyone YOU know? - Hallmark Greeting Verse Not, #3 Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, November 21, 2011
Sunday, November 20, 2011
WHAT I ASKED OF ONE GRAY DAY, AND WHAT I GOT
I woke that day beneath a cloud and took a hike to clear my mind. It was no trail with clear-marked blazes, just a route marked out by cairns back to an old abandoned mine. Though very cold, there was no snow to hide the little piles of stones. To spot the next one was sufficient work to occupy my... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, November 19, 2011
THE CHRISTMAS GUERILLA
Mikey peed on Santa Claus. He did it as he howled in fear when handed to the scary dude in puffy red and white with beard. I applauded secretly! Did precocious Mikey KNOW the guy beneath was fronting for the two department stores behind? Better do it now 'cause, Mike, do it thirty years from now as... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, November 18, 2011
2902 GRAND CONCOURSE (cont'd.) "Sexual Awakening!"
I looked up. Not forty feet away from me, and each unfolding wood and nylon beach recliners were Joan Leonard (two floors down), Eastern Airlines stewardess, and Josie Roth, a secretary to some doctor out in Queens, both in two-piece bathing suits. They briefly waved and winked a smile to the skinny... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, November 17, 2011
2902 GRAND CONCOURSE, Cradle of My Tender Years
THE ROOF Apartment house, five-story walkup; fifth floor back was us, 5D. The roof was just above our heads - "Tar Beach" we called it in the summer. There I'd sit some summer days, reading traded comic books that I was rapidly outgrowing. How, for instance, could Clark Kent be such a hopeless... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
YES, TED'S WIFE HAS ALZHEIMERS
The lights are out now. Daily he goes back and knocks. She's moved far away. Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
THE TREE THE APPLE NEVER FELL FAR FROM
Not one to worry overmuch, when Mrs. Twain was asked if she was worried that her little Mark loved playing near the river even though he couldn't swim a stroke, she thought a bit and shook her head: "A boy need have no fear of drowning if he's destined for the gallows." (She may or may not have said... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, November 14, 2011
YEAR'S ENDING (enter old man with a scythe)
His arrival was no secret. See the whitened violence of blighted overnight first frost, an end to summer play! That careless blade swung in the dark mowed down robust impatiens blooms whose late untimely scarlet stayed, even while the dead leaves fell. This dotage into deep December locks the tulip... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, November 13, 2011
DOWN AT YANKEE STADIUM a "haiku sandwich"
The Bleacher Creature grabs fan's Boston Red Sox hat, pours in plastic cup of beer, yells out, "Hey, man, Boston sucks!" jams the red hat - beer and all - onto his own head. - true story, old stadium Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, November 12, 2011
WORDLESS IN VERMONT
Fall afternoon in Bennington. I've found the grave of Robert Frost. (Two more hours' drive would get me into Ludlow after dark, still without a bite of supper) Yet I haven't moved. MY oddly vacant mind persists. I'll stay, it seems, till mystery subsides. What mystery, you ask? Don't know. But it's... Sign in to see full entry.