There was an outlandish student of Cambridge who only had space for the tiniest fridge. It all had to go - milk and meat in the snow. Turns out he liked his gin chilled just a smidge.
Cambridge Limerick
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Bishkek Limerick
There was a diligent soldier from Bishkek whose boots never saw as much as a speck, but marching to the flagpole he showed scuffs on the sole, and the Sergeant said, "Your uniform 's a wreck!"
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One Rumpled Flower [Haiku]
one flower stands, rumpled & in the rear, but is just as bright
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Sunlit Whitewater [Haiku]
the river churns; lit by the mid-day sun -- its foam glows
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Jacob’s Ladder [Free Verse]
I'm dripping into midnight -- my world has disappeared. My eyes crack to light and life, but I forgot to hear -- remembering, the silence is broken & I hear a rhythmic clack. But I can't help but wonder, where it is that I'm at? I'm at the bottom of a wooden staircase, too steep to be sound, looking up until perspective makes the case vanishingly thin. Should I climb the staircase? What else can I do? Will I wake half way up, and find myself in the blue? The laws of dreams force my hand, I can't stand paralyzed, and I'm halfway to infinity by means that I know not. And I'm thinking of the line from that children's prayer: "If I should die before I 'wake," and I think: "What the hell is wrong with parents?" that's the thought upon which you're going to leave with your child to "go to sleep?" And you're wondering why the kid is up all night? Because dying in one's sleep doesn't start to seem like a fine prospect until one is an octogenarian. And so I sleep...
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Quick to Dead [Couplets]
I gasp in my last minute living loud, I'd dreamt of being carried on a cloud. But, My body 's too heavy, my mind too light, and nothing remains once I'm failed by sight. Just a pile of death stacked before the door, as carrion feeders squawk out for more. In eternal darkness, that endless void, I was once created, & now once destroyed.
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Gothic Imagination [Free Verse]
I first saw the stone beast by the light of a bright day -- frozen, still & placid My second sighting was on a rainy night, a steady, careless rain, the kind of rain that seems to have declared itself the new default mode. I saw it in the space of lightning flash -- the silhouetted gargoyle. It lacked the fine detail of its sculptor's effort. It lacked the clean edges and ornamental effects. Imagination filled in the lost detail with scales rippling under muscular flesh. And while the lightning felt prolonged, it was still just a flash -- leaving me to wonder whether I'd really seen it rear back, preparing to lunge off the wall? And then I saw the world through its eyes and all was better... and then all was worse.
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Contemplative Gorilla [Tanka]
the gorilla looks deep in contemplation; children are bored, but I can't help but wonder what it is he's plotting?
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Sunflower [Haiku]
a sunflower. the spiral of its florets claims perfection
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Sacrifice Play [Common Meter]
A prayer was made at the altar -- a prayer no one could hear. A sacrifice had been promised of someone all held dear. But not one soul would take the knife, and do the wicked deed: to take that life, an unearned life and speak the evil creed. They dragged the victim to the rim of an old volcano. Just one kick would be all it took; still, they all said, "Hell no!" What kind of beastly deity could fault them for failing? The kind whose sense of right and wrong is fucked beyond ailing.
