There are few things so useless that
They're as useless as a Giraffe’s hat.
I guess that’s why you never see
One in a bowler, fez, or beanie.
Giraffe [Lyric Poem]
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rain-laden blossom
falls… lands with a sound,
in the mud.

swirled striations
in the pond algae
reflect floating clouds.






No man is an island,
Entire of itself;
Every man is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less,
As well as if a promontory were:
As well as if a manor of thy friend's
Or of thine own were.
Any man's death diminishes me,
Because I am involved in mankind.
And therefore never send to know
for whom the bell tolls;
I tolls for thee.
What have you been putting off doing? Why?
Answering this prompt, apparently. It’s been around several times now – I think.
Why? No good answer came to mind, before now.

the cannonball tree:
blooms bright & intricate,
but never delicate.

a bonsai tree:
gnarled & twisted,
yet so strong.
A Bird, came down the Walk --
He did not know I saw --
He bit an Angle Worm in halves
And ate the fellow, raw,
And then, he drank a Dew
From a convenient Grass--
And then hopped sidewise to the Wall
To let a Beetle pass --
He glanced with rapid eyes,
That hurried all abroad --
They looked like frightened Beads, I thought,
He stirred his Velvet Head. --
Like one in danger, Cautious,
I offered him a Crumb,
And he unrolled his feathers,
And rowed him softer Home --
Than Oars divide the Ocean,
Too silver for a seam,
Or Butterflies, off Banks of Noon,
Leap, plashless as they swim.