HAIKU 7-5-7.
Three metres into absurd,
The sword for the third.
Seven syllables second.
Sunlight Sex.
Snatch summer slowly rolls by,
Forest murmurs in breezes.
Hard times, warm suds, her sigh.
Pagans Zero, Christians Zero.
Priest Pete sets straight the chalice.
Hands callus . . . callous,
Sudden acolyte malice.
My Articles.
Ancient trade’s very old,
I sell them online.
Ten thousand years we are told.
Loon Tension.
Evening lonely gray echoes,
Wraiths over the water.
A Canuck's loonie shekels.
Stephen King's Power.
Hey, ‘It’ ‘Stands’ in ‘Dark Tower’,
I too, skipped some pages.
In sewers stupid, it rages!
The Boss Removes her Tusks
She smiles like a broken child,
Lucifer beguiled,
Hush falls us just before dusk.
Plato’s Buoyancy.
Caught cold this cultural void,
Regard his alloy.
Even essences are annoyed.
Thomas Sowell.
Empirical facts: pell-mell.
Wealth work disputer.
A socialist refuter.
Chomsky’s Democracy.
Angry rabble seize the loot.
Over there, the boot;
Golden goose autocracy.
Ozymandias Again.
They’ve uncovered ancient Troy.
Nine cities straight down,
This then is past tense of Man.
The Dictator’s Wife.
I've bought her a hundred shoes.
Surely a beauty,
Bouazizi's burnt shoeless storm.
BTW.
Build the hotel to the right.
Hey, buy ‘The Way’, fool,
Countless flowers by the pool!
Queer Leninism.
Led to the back of the head.
Joe laughed as they bled.
Presto, Bolsheviks all dead.
Period Piece.
Love whispers in old slippers.
Cups her menstrual breasts.
Red blood inside her fjords!
Seeds in the Wind.
White tyranny sclera eye’s,
Golden ryes his talk,
Round, round spins the weathercock.
Halloween Sex.
Red beaming hair orange briar.
Ochre pumpkins burn,
Blazed ginger bonfires in turn.
Greek Dark Ages.
Drought, invaders, plagues, purges,
All the science merges:
Trailed by anti-dirges in stages.
The Anti-Platonic.
Behold its enormous bluff!
Leary of the “Forms?”
Shadey shadows real enough.
Virginian Tiger Moth.
Yellow killer caterpillar;
I fear for daughter,
But her fly, it transformed her!
Patriot.
In my old town at the posts,
I saw the aged ghosts,
Falsely, I once loathed father.
Pussy Willows.
Muses on lips, soft breasts and hooks.
Cattails grow by brooks,
Red queen, his king slays her rooks.
Her Ship Has Sailed.
On the margins of conceit.
He's naked and beat,
His sins within seven sheets.
Why We Still Have Theatres.
Popcorn cost more than the flick.
We met at the mall,
Sweaty embrace in last stall.
The Blond Haired Dictatorship.
Wasteland has come after death,
Life with arid breath.
Unexpected svelte leadership.
