Saturday, February 19, 2011

Google's doodles fill my screen


Google's doodles fill my screen,
artworks full of spit and spleen.
Fill me now my own art make,
make me uber for land's sake.


Friday, February 18, 2011

I love the flowering of the flower


I love the flowering of the flower
grows in Egypt's rise-up power.
Tea Party people need take heed
when the people take their seed.


Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Watson Fever





Swirling avatar colored green,
Yellow – shrinking from the screen,
HAL could be proud of him:
Bastard spawn of I.B.M.

Ken and Brad, buzzer queens:
Watson sends them lost between
The microseconds it transpires
Before the buzzer light expires.


Monday, February 14, 2011

poem gaga



born this way:
egg-tooth, check
gay entree
peck, peck, peck

gold charmeuse
dancing vibes
high-heeled shoes
monster tribes




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Born This Way (audio)
Lady Gaga Spent 72 Hours Inside Grammy Egg



Saturday, February 12, 2011

Lincoln's Birthday CPAC Bash


In the midst of teasing secessionists,
these Tenther-proclaiming States' rightists
and Fourteenth Amendment revisionists,

Abe Lincoln comes into their fold —
leaves a log in their crystal punch bowl.



Thursday, February 10, 2011

craigslist lit: protagonist looking . . .


for role in novel or screenplay
able to fill in superhero dress
in all the tight places
can save damsels or mansels in distress
can solve crimes with Sherlockian cachet
can pursue fierce antagonists
in round-the-world chases
and command spaceships with Kirkian poise
able to decrypt and expose historical myth
can race fast cars and make lots of noise

I'm pleased to offer my service herewith


Wednesday, February 9, 2011

There's an app for that blues


Want something to do and need it stat?
There's an app for that blues.

Put on a few and want to lose fat?
There's an app for that blues.

When it's just you and want to chat—
There's an app for that blues.

Sharing those two cute pics of the cat?
There's an app for that blues.

Find someone to woo at the drop of the hat?
There's an app for that blues.

Hungry to view a place to eat at?
There's an app for that blues.

Need to get through a lovers' spat?
There's an app for that blues.

Buy something to shoo attacks of the gnat?
There's an app for that blues.

Whenever you're blue and feeling flat—
There's an app for that blues.




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There's an app for that® is a registered trademark of Apple Inc.

placed in Big Tent Poetry: Come One, Come All for the Monday Prompt curing the blues



Sunday, February 6, 2011

Super domes


Cathedral of the new age,
the stage of sport and pop bands,
the billion dollar outrage:
these bubbles in the heartlands —

What temples, mosques, or churches
have funny hats and badges
like ones seen from their perches? —
of "pigskin" pilgrims' hajjes.



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placed in Poets United Poetry Pantry #28


Friday, February 4, 2011

Testament


No novel will my life inspire —
biographers will look elsewhere —
nor playwrights need an actor hire
to play one so outside the glare.

Though what I know is what I'll leave:
the trace of lore and comedy,
the bits of verse and wordy weave —
electric'ly bequeathed by me.



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placed in Poets United Think Tank #34: I Do Bequeath ...


Wednesday, February 2, 2011

For the Egyptian revolution


Where pyramids once schemed behind a cryptic Sphinx,
where Cleopatra once ruled in black pearls and minks:
Egyptians marching up to democracy's brinks
and crying "Give us back our land. Mubarak stinks!"