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Friday, April 5, 2013

DAY 4. NaPoWriMo ... A Silly Quartet





Jaundiced Outlook

She sips wine from crystal goblets
Nibbles morsels of white crustacean
Smiles into the low timbre of his voice
As soft music plays
in the candled-light
She silently calculates 
cost in 
after hours 
accounting 


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A Series of Unlikely Explanations

by the boy who never grew up  



That chocolate you see on my lip
Was but a medicinal slip
As I waited for broccoli
Planned on eating so healthily
Fell- grabbing a bar to cushion my hip

years later.....

That woman you see under my hip
Was but a most unfortunate slip
As I waited right here
For you to come home my dear
This frost-bitten lady slid in just for a quick nip 

and even years later still.... 

I did not shift the atmosphere there
Rather I slunk a skunk in on a dare
We were but a funnin
And now here you come gunnin
Blaming me for this malodorous air 

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Frank Exchange of Views

In a bun lightly toasted he lied
kraut gentled atop onions deep fried
stretched out to the end
as lifted he rounded the bend
called it a day at the gaping mouth of a friend



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Frank Exchange of Views

In a bun lightly toasted he lied
Kraut gentled atop onions deep fried
Stretched out to the end
As lifted he rounded the bend
Called it a day at the gaping mouth of a friend


6 comments:

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    1. Thanks Keith -sometimes just have to balance the existential angst et. al. :)

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  2. love all of these and esp your reply to Keith's comment; am such a sucker for balancing anything existential ...

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    1. Thanks Sharon -happy poem penning -enjoying your Pulitizer remix! :)

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  3. I like A Series of Unlikely Explanations by the boy who never grew up.

    :-)

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    1. Thanks "Hat" - sounds a bit up your alley - happy you enjoyed this bit of silly :)

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