Mine mine mine, not yours
Let's Stare at them together
Give me some now now!
Thursday, August 9, 2012
Thursday, August 2, 2012
June 7, 2012
Right Now
The wounded, once solid wood, begs for new life.
"let me breathe"
The pollened air is ready to roll across the dull and shiny surfaces once again.
The Now Holy boards with gnarled metal seeping from its pours, begs for new life.
"let me be joyous"
The crisp smell of lemon Waiting to flow and push and pull again.
The squeaky grooved tongues, beg for new life.
"let me be whole again"
The connected smooth surface seeks riders.
The old oak that is beaten, bruised, and dented, begs for new life.
"let me be renewed"
The warm red soothing wood pushes through for the better eternity it deserves
Swoosh
Hmmm...What's that smell?
A faint whiff, a skittish dachshund scampers up the stairs---seeking safety under the sheets.
The shuffle of tissues, a faint squeal...
Don't squeeze!
The sound and the odor would be unbearable. Yuk!
A harried trip to the bathroom.
Wrapped up like a mummy
There is no sound as the mummy is laid to rest in the final tomb.
Does it know it's circling the drain?
Can it drown?
How long can it survive under water?
There's no way it can survive, is there?
A leg, then the distinct shape and speckled brown body appears as it finds its way out of the crevices...
Uh oh. Please Don't jump...don't fly--can it fly?
As the tissue saturates, the bowl swirls, adrift one last moment,
Swoosh, one more gone, the odor lingers.
Amateur Tanka
A Bird Tanka
Precipitous life
Acropolitic foundation
Concrete filled foam walls
Columns disintegrating
Zygodactyl spells defeat.
Precipitous life
Acropolitic foundation
Concrete filled foam walls
Columns disintegrating
Zygodactyl spells defeat.
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