Taking what life throws at me one pitch at a time
current regime wants
to drown the public in dark
aphotic news zone
where no light sheds on their path
to enrich their shellfish selves
A dangerous game
I presume the position
See if she approves
cold night and day here
in the aphotic zone but
no flies I presume
detect deflect pods
reject select defect spin
reflect social muck
Frank the suave flâneur
Flummoxed by a fine flâneuse
Ms. Standard Moxie
reflect on fresh peas
cosplaying suave in a pod
dressed for a shuck up
A thorn on my rose
Secret lives of objects vibe
The last feels I need
The scratch you can't itch
A thorn in Psyche's eros
Found lie in beliefs
In fireplace light
Winter coat pools at ankles
Splendor in the night
There’s praise and then there’s Neuro-linguistic Programming
Because research shows that research works
Gone with the finality of hallucination
needs more than a salve
to solve the scourging salvo
commanded by simps
There goes the Whispering Beet
With his good pal, Arty Choke
Gone with the finality
Of a hallucination
Dissipating matter goes
Where all the Bozo's must go
Following Chairman Barney
Formerly green reeds
Eventually succumb to
Become withered reeds
my first full size bike
pieced together from spare parts
rolling chimera
a full sized Schwinn frame
spray painted sky blue, leopard
print banana seat
high rise handlebars
a big rear view mirror clamped on
for my first test ride
looking in mirror
and not where I was going
fell off, mirror broke
In the spirit of self promotion I recycled this Haiku Memoir from my homestead Haiku A Day
No external tokens of self required
can't see the omen
for the Romans these sad days
a historical
drug resistant infection
gnawing on society
Medicinal health
Hawked ad nauseum over
TikTok YouTube X
no external woo
omen or token of self
required for health
unless a talisman should
turnip under a pebble
Thankful for the day
I can spend as I prefer
Basting straw turkeys
Uncanned spam leading
A dearth of distilled data
Learning pollution
Kippy Chiquita
Between the green and the black
There was yellowing
Kippy Chiquita
Wore a fruit basket headpiece
Swore that was her name
A festive Thanksgiving dance
In a flouncy yellow dress
Holiday learning
Prefer finding out about
Old family members
Reading yellowing journals
While spilling new tea gossip
Lucky me so far
Boneyard dogs a howling hush
When I whistle by
Insufficient now to stand on
Reflection of a days vibration
Right ear left ear fluctuation
Binaural beating in my brain
Shapeshift morale astral plane
Where now shifts back into a then
Ancient nightingale
Left behind to coming frost
Chirps at final dusk
plays it for swagger
not an obvious stagger
from the fright of blight
as the rainbow clock runs down
on his short timed existence
need to stagger the
fleeting peaks of joy to squelch
bombastic waveform
connection timed out
waiting for a single truth
to be forthcoming
Rainbow pot-o-gold
Home Depot home deplore decor
Painted plastic junk
Tasteless tacky faux pas fright
Gauche slapped over ketchup stains
A Scroll Threw Life 