scrubs & knobs
in the morning in small-town Texas
some kids arrived before grade school
I don’t know what they did with the girls
but the boys played scrub
to keep out of mischief
…
Failed Poet
in the morning in small-town Texas
some kids arrived before grade school
I don’t know what they did with the girls
but the boys played scrub
to keep out of mischief
…
automatons maintaining
the automatons maintaining
the automatons doing the job
…
“Our memory is so unreliable – sometimes what we see might as well be the future.” …
now that I have had my second hole-in-one
now that I have had a week to think on it
a cold, wet, winter week in the hill country
when I did not play again
even tho’ I’m bustin’ to get out again
and make another ace
even tho’ my other’n was 20 years ago
…
your old-fashioned manners’re become obsolete
your petty concerns don’t matter anymore
your high-minded ideals no longer compete
– the annals of forgotten lore
…
not for nuthin’, today, 2/11/2020, the prosecutors of Roger Stone resigned over interference from the administration . . . …
From now on you cannot say “I did not know”,
oh, no! you cannot act as if it does not show,
you cannot pretend ever-y-thing is normal,
‘a little less formal
…
a) if what she wrote were not total crap, or,
b) if Poetry Org wasn’t a bunch of insular, naval-gazing dweebs . . .
perhaps, then, a demonstration that the Red Stripe is not an universal panacea …
the red stripe is not (is not, only) a beer, but a fundamental aspect of ART 101, sez Mrs . . . somewhat ominously, she explained that if an art project seems inadequate, or ‘in trouble’ splashing a red-stripe across it may rescue it from oblivion . . . if only it were true in real life . . . …
bagelling Gauff in the final set. …