July 9 2025

The Daily Dread

I practice weaving
Words into fine taffeta
Ends up as denim



felt so right last night
why not do it one more time
practice makes perfect




Everytime I cut
Grass it's a first draft. Next week
I'll do it over



Republican speak
Preemptive obfuscation
On public display

Faith's dark twin
Illusion
Know Your Enemy

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July 8 2025

The Daily Dread

up in the castle
self appointed lords plot ways
to rook the poors more



not at the same time
there can be pasture or trees
the yin or the yang


Cast unto the net
Another blurb for the blog
Oh fiddle-de-dee
Tanka falettinme be mice
Elf agin haiku for U

(RIP Sly Stone) 😥

rook in a pasture
tucked in a cosp of trees caws
something for the blog


July 7 2025

The Daily Dread

The wedding reception 
Was a messy affair
One of the bridesmaids
Nearly strangled herself
Under a banquet table
In the cummerbund
Of one of the groomsmen
Oh the passions aroused
By nuptials in the young



My glasses are on
There's no need for you to yell
I hear you just fine




Mornings I'm adrift
On a cloud sea of pea soup
Still no land in sight



a better world would
have more Namaste and less
mine mine mine mine mine


What loneliness is more lonely than distrust - George Elliott


July 6 2025

The Daily Dread

Quagmire stage show
Miasma for the many
Misanthropic mire



Savory Siren
Mistress of the #masala
Serves her earthy blend



All a monster needs
A drizzle of lightning charge
Pull the switch Igor!


will magic rush of
manipulative kindness
Keep us all silent

#SilentSunday photo of bas relief  sculptures of one human figure looking up at another seated human displayed over a post office entrance.

July 5 2025

The Daily Dread

reality lite
through a prism in my cell
wall of science site


while she took her bows
summer stock stage star's skin would
glisten neath prop moon



those that are tasked to
shuffle society's deck
palm a card or two

Photo by Dobromir Hristov on Pexels.com

A.I. image generated from single word prompt "hamartia"

July 4 2025

The Daily Dread

saddened that poison 
political pollen rains
down on our parade

a very long night
an early morning rally
meant smiles for breakfast


🎼
Hamartia
Hamartia
Hamartia
Let me go
🎶
Be-ellll-zebub you devil
Don't bring those damn flies
In here with me.
With me
With meeeeee
🎵


frosty fingers clutch
fiscal lucre overcast
dumped unto others


July 3 2025

The Daily Dread

pondering at the
precipice of my palate
balsamic balance
savory and sweet linger
with trace memories of her



Sometimes I do five
Just to keep the algorithm
Slightly off balance


I said nobody
Puts ambient dread powder
In a cardboard box
It comes in plastic baggies
The good old nickel bag dread

What's going on here
Ain't no Boxer Rebellion
More of a greedy
Botox grifter power play
Grabbing more bloat with our bucks



haiku pebbles fall
like rain on the upside down
online lake of void


July 2 2025

The Daily Dread

so what makes me go 
heel to toe heel to toe that
magic makes it so



Kingfisher bragged that
"We're going to be so rich."
He didn't mean you



Equinox balance
Caress the wild within you
Always cedes valence


Wasted too much time
To rehearse conversations
That never happened



Phrazez that Payzez

Teen angst poetry love

Persistence is futile. The Borg 🤖

I remember everything
I may not remember them correctly.
But I remember


July 1 2025

The Daily Dread

the ideal plum
for me is downloaded in
wrinkly prune format



With a great big yawn
If it ain't broke don't fix it
Is it nap time yet?


allegiance to a
floating crap game with loaded
dice and marked cards
will not a patriot make


floating crap game played
with loaded dice while dealing
out marked poker cards
not an easy allegiance
for a patriot to make



Where money is charged
Profiteers keep opaque what
Species go extinct

Phrazez that Payzez

I guess I was just born
A little bit out of control - Dave Allen


A.I. generated image from prompt, Brothers Balmy and Bomby Weasel

June 30 2025

The Daily Dread

to avoid dreaded
run-on sentences I use
haiku form instead



Nostalgia nonsense:
"Things were much better back then."
Nope. But lies stayed close



Oh this ain't balmy
It's a blast furnace out there
Believe me, I know



Nostalgic brothers
Balmy and Bomby Weasel
Plan chicken coop run


I watch and wonder at the amount of effort people waste
stacking the irrelevant on the inconsistent
next to the problematic hypothetical outcome
without knowing how much the
newborn irrelevant in the room weighs.

Just trying to chill
Up in the Empyrean
While y'all crying down there