Monday


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some words about diet

If "Chipotle," my stomach advises
Whereupon the occasion arises
I'll skip guac and rice
For pollo and spice
Which salsa affords and comprises

I take the hot, corn, and the mild
In aluminum foil compiled
With lettuce and cheese
So let us eat, please
How cheaply taste buds are beguiled


leaf me alone Posted by Picasa

Scene 1. Me v. Shakespeare

Enter SHAKESPEARE'S IAGO, a fictional character, and HOLMES, a very real person

SHAKESPEARE's IAGO:
And let me the canakin clink, clink;
And let me the canakin clink:
A soldier's a man;
A life's but a span;
Why, then, let a soldier drink.

HOLMES:
And let me the author debunk, bunk;
The rhyme-cheating 'Speare I would flunk:
His meter, so off;
His old words make me cough;
Why, then, let a writer get drunk.

TOGETHER: Some wine, ho!
exeunt


centennial park folf Posted by Picasa

recreating recreation

You must use the legs in the thrust
Adjust for the powers of gust
Be careful the tree
See where goeth 'bee
Or trust me, you'll go home nonplussed


to my sandha i go for refuge Posted by Picasa

at bloomington beach

it's not everyday that one passes
a man sprawled out next to his glasses
beside buddha, on a beach
i was shocked at their reach
this piece understanding surpasses


fell into the well Posted by Picasa

Thursday

terse verses

if only my limerical blogging
weren't as irregular as my jogging
i'd have tomes full of poems
and the poems would have homes
but instead they my head have been clogging

it's not easy: AABBA
these poems weren't scrawled in a day
i writhed when i writ 'em
with their rhyme and their rhythm
word work ain't the same as word play

Wednesday


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Thursday


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has anybody seen my baby?

missing: one laptop, three years old (i would guess)
last seen Halloween, but in civilian dress
she had a screen saver
even that couldn't save her
she asked of me nothing, and left me with less

how i miss her sweet glow-hum and electronic buzz
i've alerted authorities, including the fuzz
she had killer apps
and could fold and collapse
if she wasn't a woman, no PC ever was


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stipelyn mancashakur

makeup of manson, tattoo of shakur
lips of mike stipe, if not his allure
my eyes johnny cash's, and if hair i pulled back
you'd see that my ears are ms. roberta flack's
some would call it a face; i call it couture

Tuesday


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there are times when you've just got to go
which means stop, please, if you're on the road
'cause windows are windy
and bottles aren't friendly
especially when they overflow


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foster parent application poem

oft' mistaken for battlefield cry
the art of the trees is bonsai
unless practiced on hijos
then it's called comprachicos
but the same rules and tools could apply


sf moma Posted by Hello

Monday

schlomo's habit

when his thoughts became perfectly dull
he would put the white stuff in his skull
dopamine well-deployed
the young Doctor Freud
found a link betwixt body and soul


hairless wonder Posted by Hello

NYU friend of a friend

male or female? he couldn't decide
so he tatted them both in his hide
thanks to double-signed nipple
his prospects have tripled
(he's a hit on the lower west side)

Sunday


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Friday


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mobile home

if ever you feel the vibration
to separate house from foundation
you might reconsider
neighbors not to embitter
unless it behooves your location


austin city limitations Posted by Hello

this really happened

if you try to pick fights with the drink
you should know that you'll soon hear the clink
of the cuffs 'round your wrists
as the cops will be pissed
that you messed master shake's straw of pink


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the bassist's boondoggle

on sixth street polite passersby
were not heeding the street singer's cry
his songs were arranged
to appeal for their change
but instead they just gave him the eye


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jeff feels the heat

he knew what he'd done to deserve it
and she had been there to observe it
now hand of cold brass
coming down on his ass
would both reinstill fear and preserve it


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unrelated ode to an aff"lick"tion

the diagnosis was swift, and it stung
"geographic", said the doc, was my tongue
then i used it for curses
'cause he said "but what's worse is,
you may also have coal miner's lung"


portrait of the artist as a young radiator Posted by Hello

united states of limericka

if your suppers feel somewhat abridged
or leave bitter your alveolar ridge
five or six burritos
from johnson drive don chilitos
might appease you your hunger a smidge

Thursday


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Wednesday

a lesson in tolerance

ms. O was a dastardly femme
whom i shant introduce to my mom
for if mom were to know
how perverse was ms. O
she might go and lose her aplomb


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first thoughts made public

perspiring, as at long last i get
with this blog, my web appetite whet
can fortunes blogs change,
posted poems well-arranged?
against such a claim i should bet