Poems and Fragments

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Saturday, January 26, 2008

Adios, amigos

This will be my last post on Blogit. I think I'm looking for something a little different in a blog. I want to thank everyone who made supportive comments here, especially - BC-A, 7-STARS,Afzal50, and most especially sam44. To anyone who's interested, please check out my photo and art galleries on... Sign in to see full entry.

The Lament of the Microbes

This came about when a fellow tenant in my rooming house decided that there should be no more bar soap in the communal lavatories. She was sure they were bastions of germiness. She was outvoted, and the microbes are safe... The Lament of the Microbes You will not take our soap, we hope, for without... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, January 25, 2008

Croaker John

Croaker John Come listen here to a tale of fear; it’s worth at least a penny, and pass it on to all your friends, (assuming you have any.) His mates can call him Croaker John, but his mates are very few. He's Captain John Crocutamon, nothing else, to the likes of you. Now Croaker John likes a jest,... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, January 24, 2008

Hyena Song

Hyena Song Dead bodies are precious, too precious to waste. They must be devoured, and devoured in haste. Their ripe scent we follow when bellies are slack. Their soft flesh we swallow, their hard bones we crack. The rosy flamingo lies sweet in our jaws, like anything else that has fins, hooves, or... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Conversational Gridlock

Conversational Gridlock Fingers beat a silent, unconscious tattoo on the steering wheel. Eyes fixed on the signal, waiting for your turn to speak. The cross traffic of ideas flows past, largely unseen, quickly forgotten. Except for the occasional yellow convertible turn of phrase. Light changes and... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

The Skateboard Video Cameraman

A little dark, but still fun, I think. Was supposed to be a Punk-Rock song. The Skateboard Video Cameraman He’s quiet like a following ship at sea. You never see him just like you never see me. He stays behind the lens and he stays beside the pro keeping pace and getting footage no matter where they... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, January 21, 2008

Princess of Siam

Everybody has days when they want to kill their boss. I wrote this on one of them... Princess of Siam Some people must think that they're a big deal. Too bad they exist in a world that's unreal. No matter what you do, it's never enough. They still criticize and get into a huff. It's never, "How are... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, January 19, 2008

The Freeway Ride

The Freeway Ride When I was about fourteen my mother married a man named Ernie. Ernie was one of the nicest men I had ever met. (Which actually, at the time, wasn’t saying much…) He was good to my mother, but having had no experience with children, left the managing of me to my mother’s seasoned... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, January 14, 2008

To all and sundry...

I will be away for several days and will not be uploading until Friday or Saturday the 18th or 19th. Please consider checking out my other two blogs, "Boo & Zephyr" or "Miscellaneous Fiction." Sign in to see full entry.

The Ivory-billed Woodpecker

The Ivory-billed Woodpecker Sing “Hey!” for the Ivory-billed woody, with his cockade of fiery red. We all thought him gone – he was listed extinct, but the bird turns out not to be dead! This flashy woodpecker kept hidden, in bayou and swamp made his stand. And though they’re not many – that sure... Sign in to see full entry.

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