Little Debbie was a very fussy Scorpio, though she had some ways about her that weren’t quite right. Still the very thought of a public thriller of any sort made her gag. But the fact that the Tarantella Tombola was for a good cause made her climb on board for what became the ride of her life.
Tag: blogging
July 16 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
Future blends with past
Appreciate the blurring
Moment by moment
grounded our vessel
on a shopping mall reef of
excess consumption
price of admission
cost to survive belies the
myth of innocence
morning stare greeting
when I awoke you were there
turned into a glare
starts with tobacco
then weed, banana, eggplant
up in smoke blank stare
Quit when I told self
No need to inhale smoke
From ignited leaves
well placed tourniquet
may staunch national bleeding
but an infusion
of decency will refill
depleted levels of pride
Desanguination
Well placed tourniquet
May staunch national bleeding
But an infusion
Of decency is called for
Replenish dearth of honor
Best people promised
Delivered hucksters and frauds
Germ deniers all
Not a washed hand in the bunch
But they sure do dress purty
Cherished by a once
Aspirational nation
Transfusion needed
From those that have sold the truth
For their own capital gains
July 15 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
schadenfreude days
current leadership takes time
to throw our nation
under the grinding wheels
on the bus of history
wriggling about in
homemade wormhole forever
forgot the timer
Civilizations
That hibernate in the sand
Tell tales we should heed
Reliving adventures with biscuit
Geezer and Geezerette joy 😂
July 14 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
Contrarian stand
Refuse to rotate my tires
I'll die on that hill
If you scooch over
I'll rotate just a little
We'll have something there
I know where to go
When feeling parched and lonely
Next morning more so
A librarian
Can be most contrarian
Because they read books
Karmic justice will
gestate in it's own time
No need to push it
Karmic justice will gestate
Eventually
July 13 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
Myth creates the caste
Idolatry glorifies
Selfish behavior
Over good for the many
With fictions in media
pine for the oak grove
harrow the yarrow hero
the marrow of myth
thought if I combine
this with that I'd get something
This is what I want
So I combine this with that
This is what I got
Protect us Prospectus
Finish your dinner
There are children starving
In ____________________
In ____________________
In ____________________
In ____________________
That was mom's refrain
Card carrying member
Of Depression Era
Clean plate club
Pick the country du jour
There were hungry people
There are hungry people
Getting hungrier
Very soon
Getting hangry
And hangrier
Sure aid measures
Are stop gap
Now we will see
When we stop
Stopping the gap
Around the world
And here at home
I was lucky then
I am lucky now
But as the prospectus states
Past performance
Is no guarantee
Of future performance
One of life's fine print
Little disclaimers
July 12 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
Tesla's little deviant
Syncopation psychopath
Wishing to be relevant
Gains wannabe sovereign's wrath
Sycophants all in a row
Play red rover red rover
Send those that wish to not know
On their bellies on over
Two reptilian factions
Plotting their next reactions
Spend time to arrange
Things I want to be just so
Stay flexible though
when the day is done
alone in our own abode
languid uncover
Phrazez that Payzez
Build the enemy you want
Where has all the karma gone
a sentient bean
am I and will keep being
one until I'm not
I spent a decade
As a deviant savant
May not be pretty
But it was consensual
Plus a whole lotta love fun
Curly Wurly
As flying monkeys march
Ordered forward harch
Chanting in their stride
"All we are, we owe her"
Has my mind in a swirl
It took a little girl
A water bucket hurl
Melting wicked witches churl
What a world
What a world
Makes her toes curl
July 11 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
survival tactics
have to hide all your feelings
have to hide your wounds
seek savant sources
backassward news feed hide truth
from the hoi polloi
There is no such thing
As too cold for a cookout
Winter Weber ribs
slim girl with braces
now countenance and carriage
today's Junoesque
A Scroll Threw Life 