on the beach

mother of species
salty cauldron beckons me
I wave back to thee

Rove-ing messages

Black muslim radical?
     Country club snub?

Nixonian conniver?
     Carterian flub?

Hillaryian antipodè?
     Effeminate risk?

Just another pol?
     Stranger in our midst?

Master of deception?
     Inexperienced fool?

( ... But who else in shades      Looks so damn cool? )

Goodbye, good surgeon (George Carlin, 1937-2008)

GC ...

Taking scalpel to our tongue,
    cut out its prohibitions,
Taking scalpel to our ear,
    cut out its impeditions,
Taking scalpel to our brain,
    cut out its dispositions,
Taking scalpel to our body,
    cut out its inhibitions,
Taking scalpel to our culture,
    cut out its superstitions,
Taking scalpel to our life,
    cut out its contradictions—

And hung them out for us to spy.

nightfall

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inspired by Aram Saroyan's Lighght
placed in Poets United Thursday Think Tank #58: Nighttime

poem posts

poem posts, falling like
snowflakes — jaggy-edged crystals —
from the blogosphere

for Yeats (b. June 13 1865)

Last night,
     I dreamt of Innisfree:
Yeat's Isle Land,
     Ford's Quiet Man,
pebble stone home,
     wind swept poem.

perry ha! fu

perry mason turn!
parry! dodge! spin! ha! thrust! whack!
ham burger sizzle!

ooze xxxx word Poem (4x4x4x4 array)

ooze	xxxx	word	Cumm
Tome	poem	rose	plum
Suck	cock	love	chum
Make	cunt	lips	hmmm

ooze	xxxx	word	Puck
Mine	faun	mine	tuck
Your	back	side	duck
Bend	over	fast	fuck

ooze	xxxx	word	Drip
Your	lips	slip	slip
Hold	fast	your	grip
Beat	hard	mine	whip

ooze	xxxx	word	Fore
Fore	play	seek	more
Seek	more	your	pore
Make	loud	your	roar

(filling a 4x4x4x4 array - 4 stanzas, each 4 lines, each 4 words, each 4 letters - with smut, an example of "array poetry".)

Sweet Tomatoes

  

I went to feed
my hunger today
at Sweet Tomatoes restaurant—
my favorite buffet!

But there was not
a tomato in sight.
The back of my mind knew
something wasn't right.

And then I remembered
the headline of late:
Salmonella Tomatoes Attack*
in June 2008.

(Now Tomatoes can be Killers
as cult movies repeat:
"Tomatoes are not always
so reliably sweet.")

No problem, I thought,
eating salad and soup,
but did patrons so treasure
this ironical loop?

Still I knew as I ate
I would return soon
to Sweet Tomatoes ready
with fork and spoon.



[* http://www.newsinferno.com/archives/3234 ]

Our God, thy name is Oil

Our God, hear our prayer:

No other god is as missed as thee.
No other god is as needed by me.

Without you, our machines of burden would sigh.
For you, we send our flocks of young to die.

When plentiful, you ensure our markets don't crash.
When scarce, you starve our pockets of cash.

No god before you held us so firmly in his grasp,
Nor laughed when we seeked to loosen his clasp.

We take pride pretending to be sages from birth.
But we are mere fools to you, O crude of the earth.

Amen.



Your oils have a pleasing fragrance.
Your name is oil poured forth,
     therefore the virgins love you.
— Song of Solomon 1:3 World English Bible

Postcard from North Pole, Mars #3

Yesterday I reached out to dig in the sand
Not much else to do, with only one hand.
Curious red dirt — mixed with ice once wet?
Next week I'll play with my chemistry set!

O ‘irony’

O 'irony', word
so often oddly misplaced
— how so ironic

reading 'round the square

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This is an example of a "pattern poem" form I'll call "square dance".

It is read clockwise from the upper left corner:

why be a square
exude some flair
return to the tao
others will bow

As verse versus the square dance pattern: The last letter of one line is the first letter of the next. (The last letter of the last line is the first letter of the first.)

Tail of Three Speeches

Yosemite Sam dodders
Guns a'drawn
No varmint's tamin' me!
Get off o' my lawn!

Daffy Duck sputters
Never-ending debate
I deserve my own show!
Why's he so great?

Then Bugs Bunny cool
Takes the stage
Perky ears, funny name
... Turning the page



[ "... tonight I can stand here and say that I will be the Democratic nominee for the president of the United States of America" — Sen. Barack Obama (D-IL), June 3, 2008, following speeches by Sen. John McCain (R-AZ) and Sen. Hillary Clinton (D-NY). By the end of June 4, 2008, under pressure from her own fans, Sen. Clinton announces she will endorse Sen. Obama's show. ]

Traveling Companion

Chutzpanik
              Beatnik
Refusenik
              Peacenik
Übernik
              Sputnik.


( in memoriam Allen Ginsberg, on his birthday )

June Picnic Menu

Juicy grilled burgers
Jake's potato bake

Jumbo shrimp cocktails
Jalapeño steak

Jell-O fruit salads
Jamaica rum cake

Jocks in their Speedos
Jumping in the lake