Why comic geeks must purchase plastic covers
Starve their wife and children, say their daily prayers,
And what has the right, as arbiter of cost
To have the final word at sale?
Condition, Condition!
(Unsure when if ever I will get around to writing additional verses. Anyone else who feels inspired is welcome to try their hand.)
A gogyohka written today from a 3-word challenge
Swing
The waitress
put charcoal
in the ballplayer’s coffee
hoping to add fire
to his game.
Damn, these dinosaurs sure know what they’re talking about, don’t they?
Last month they gave us some tips on poetry, and today they got into the Plot vs Characterization debate.
It seems appropriate. He isn’t in the same category as Oral Roberts, Falwell, or Arafat, for whom I have posted this passage previously.
However, I’m seeing several people saying ‘good riddance’, and I know I just can’t. He’s got family and friends.
Proverbs 24:17.
If your enemy falls, do not exult; If he trips, let your heart not rejoice.
Something I learned today in Torah Study:
The Hebrew prhase: “Yesh Li” is usually translated as “I have” – however, literally, it means “there is unto me.” There is no Hebrew that literally translates to the English possessive with which we are common.
What does this mean? We possess nothing. Everything is on loan from G-d.
That doesn’t mean I will let you borrow the iPhone that is unto me.
This poem was written two years ago, and posted here.
Inspired by PoemBlaze, I am reposting it for OpenLinkNight
Disclaimer: If a reader assumes a poet performed the actions described in a poem, they are reading on a far too literal level.
Valentine’s Day 2010
The hacksaw
with its layer of dried red frosting
I tossed into the lake.
The body parts
I hid inside long term storage
at the airport.
In silent mutterings
I practiced the patter
I’d give to the police.
She deserved it.
She had used her nails,
painted blood-red,
to scratch my crown.
She didn’t appreciate
my lubricious friction.
Big words for a whore.
Her last.
Below are some humorous comics from Dinosaur Comics.
On Sonnets
On Free Verse
Quoting the artist on his philosophy concerning sharing:
“Man, comics are meant for sharing! TOTALLY GO FOR IT. You don’t need permission to post the comics on your site or anything like that.”
Poemblaze challenged me to compose a poem using three particular words. Can you guess which ones?
The Mess
The baby’s diaper
attained the shape
of an igloo.
The exasperated mother
defenestrated
the mess, aiming at
the Westboro Baptists
on the front lawn.
Calmly, she applied
talcum
to the baby’s bottom.
Submitting poetry on a regular basis, as my New Year’s Resolutions included, works!
I submitted a few poems to Children, Churches and Daddies earlier this week, and they’ve accepted two of them.
They appear now online for your viewing pleasure, however, the magazine also has monthly print editions, and they will appear in the May and June issues.
