DAILY PHOTO: Modhera Sun Temple

Taken in September of 2017 at Modhera

Anti-Social Media [Limerick]

Fuseli’s “The Nightmare” (1781)
There once was an evil internet troll
who spouted like the proverbial blowhole.
He snarked to the void
like a flaming hemorrhoid,
but remained an anonymous A-hole.

DAILY PHOTO: Chicago

Taken on August of 2018

Loss; or, 21st Century Kafka [Free Verse]

They claimed theft,
but what was stolen?

They could not name it,
but said they felt its loss.

They demanded recompense,
but weren't sure to whom
they should send the bill,
and so they just shouted
the demand out to the universe.

This thing which could not 
be named or described
could be missed;
its loss felt deep within.

They would rage for it
(if in vague terms)
by violent means
if necessary.

Mirror [Free Verse]

The mirror lies, 
pretending to be a window.

Through the looking-glass?
My ass!

It presents a prison
in fine detail
&
with a glossy coating,

but it can’t be escaped.

Its truth is overbearing.

That’s how it lies.

Bangalore Mailman Limerick

There once was a Bangalorean mailman
who always had a monsoon season plan.
For heavy rain: a coat;
heavier still: a boat.
And if all else fails, move to Rajasthan.

DAILY PHOTO: Cemetery Angel

Taken in Westview Cemetery in Atlanta in November of 2021

Two Takes on a Bullish Limerick

On Wall Street, there was a commodities bull.
The man knew finance, but could be rather dull.
He made the bacon,
until he was shaken 
to find foreign pork belly dumped by the shipful.
There was an oblivious bull of Wall Street
whose life was portfolios and spreadsheets.
His approach, academic,
missing news of pandemic,
he bet cruise ship line stock would increase.

All-Seeing Feline [Haiku]

a cat on a ledge
peers down with rapt focus.
looking for… what?