Sweet and Sour Pomes

070731

SWEET AND SOUR

Twice-cream Sunday.
A-la-mode Monday.
Next, this rues-day,
blues-day, Tuesday.


070730

JUST DESSERTS

With disaster
I constantly flirt:
"Just-this-once"
can't possibly hurt!


070729

WHEE! BE!

There you are.
Here I am.
Yabba-Dabba,
We! ShaZAMM!

Food for Thought Pomes

070728

CARE OF MIND

Pestilence, famine,
people unfair—
it doesn't matter,
if you don’t care.

Poverty, aging,
people unkind—
it doesn't matter,
if you don’t mind.

No one’s advising,
"Go deaf and blind."
One thing does matter—
care of your mind.

[ASIDE: Took another stab at yesterday’s theme.]


WHAT’S FOR LUNCH?

Pasta tonight, so don’t do that.
Nothing that will make me fat.
Guess we’re out of bread and cheese.
Not enthused for beans or peas.
Something of the breakfast ilk?
Raisin bran with nuts and milk!

[ASIDE: In fact, we had pita-bread pizza. Don’t believe everything you read in a pome!]

Pome with Attitude

070727

HAD ENOUGH?

Life isn't fair;
life can be crappy.
If you don't care,
life can be happy.


[ASIDE: There was, I think, an autobiographical account involving WWII and Eisenhower that the author titled "Past Caring." I loved the nuances of those words together. Anyway, in this pome I'm reiterating that "Happiness is the Way." The fact is, I keep turning wayward, at least in how I feel about events. But I cling to the hope that, by noticing, I can reorient more quickly. ]

Pome of Revelation

070726

LOOK OF REVELATION

How do angels appear
in our lives?
With horns, tails, pitchforks;
as husbands and wives.

Loose Pomes

070725

LOOSE FROM THE NOOSE

Okay, you had your day with me.
You almost had your way with me.
Somehow, you set me up: that's all I know.
Somehow, you set me off. Now off I go.


070724

RULES OF
DISENGAGEMENT

It’s cruelty you abhor?
Then quit creating more.

[ASIDE: Advice for myself and for anyone else it might fit.]


070723

CASTING CALL

Why am I the mess-up mop;
why the one to force a stop?
How come she can play good cop?
Perhaps because she is good cop!

What Not Pomes

070722

WHAT NOT TO DO

I’m makin’ a list,
checkin’ it twice—
but not doin’ nuthin.
This is my vice.


070721

YOU-SURPER!

HEY, Old Soul—
reel in your role!
Your need for control
is OUT of control.

[ASIDE: I may have encountered someone even more controlling than myself. Else, it's just me.]

NOT OK Pomes

070720

NOT OK CORRAL

Dust has not settled.
As yet, I do not see—
have I been broken
or have I broken free?


070719

070718

COMPETENCY HEARING

How to keep work
safe from the worker
and vice versa;
that is the question.

Citing OSHA
as a relevant authority:

...regarding workplace
responsibilities,
a designated person
can never be considered
a competent one
if not given authority
to do the job.


070717

LET THE GAMES… END!

In the arena,
all the while that you are feeling violated,
mistrusted,intruded-upon,discounted,
put-down,frustrated,fool-icized,robbed,
goaded,pilloried,crushed,dismissed,
discounted,slighted,ignored,maligned,
incensed, and just plain hurt,

you suspect
your perpetrator is identically suffering
from perpetrations of your own;
that you pair in some horrid gestalt
of image, mirror, and reflection, and that
resolution, if not victory, depends on
more reflection and less of everything else,
except light.


070716

CONTROL

The more we’re right,
the freakier it gets—
for both of us.

The more we fight,
the funnier it gets—
for one of us.

[ASIDE: first line originally was: When we're uptight,]

Tasty Pomes

070715

TICKLED TASTE-BUDS

Fizziest, creamiest
joy of the south?

Root beer float--
bubble-bath
joy of the mouth!


070714

TEXAS TREATS

Huevos rancheros.
Frijoles and rice.
On a hot day,
just water and ice.

To PrincessOctober

Thanks for your comment and request to use a poem.

I am inclined to answer yes. Unfortunately, I'm unable to email you back. Apparently I don't have the software to do that.

Let me look into this; I don't fully understand blogging yet.


Jo

Circulating Pomes

070713

CIRCULATORY SYSTEM

Four shallow spaghetti bowls.
One clear pyrex pie plate.
One dash of water each;
one drop of detergent each.

Life traps us into killing.
With ghoulish, macabre hope,
I make my nightly rounds,
laying a deathtrap pool
beneath each corresponding
pool of carpeted lamplight,
expecting—come day—
a harvest of tiny corpses:
russet, fetus-form fleas;
clotted spray of my babies’ blood,
and my own.


070712

THE WAY OF WHEE!

fingerless, toeless, clueless—
but dancing to moonlight


070711

STILL KIDS

Let’s butt heads.
Let’s battle!

But if you win,
I’ll tattle.


070710

BRACING

Weather lady
predicts “gutsy winds.”


070709

SELF RESTRAINT

What use is a word
that’s never heard?

What use is a life
that’s kept interred?


070708

LANDSCAPE DESIGN

Grass sends runners
toward the bare spot.
Grass sends runners
toward the flowers.
But—the same grass.

One kind of mind
grows flowers.
One kind of mind
grows weeds.
But—the same mind?


070707

NEED UH HIT

We are shut off.
We are shut out.
We won’t shut up.

“Uninspired,” we’re accused.
We are not, uh, mused.


070706

AFTER WORK

Friday. Home.
Park the car.
Check the mail.
(Odd. There isn’t any.)

At the entry.
Door’s ajar.
Inside—mail!
Up go my antennae.

Back-door check.
There you are,
with a tale
well worth every penny:

“Friday. Home.
Parked the car.
Checked the mail.
Bills, but not too many.

Hurried back
a day ahead.
Wanted home,
you, cats, our own bed.”


070705

GUILTY PARTY

Easy credit. eBay.
“Super-size those fries?”
Mega-entertainment.

Luxury tells lies.

Affluence, that robber,
steals our health, wealth, time;
lending opportunity,
motivating crime.


070704

HEARTS AND HANDS
(for Rick and Debbie)

Here’s my hand, I give it.
Side by side we stand.
Here’s your hand, I take it.
We live hand in hand.

Hand in hand, we flourish.
Heart to heart, life’s grand.

Loves and joys and blessings
one by one expand—
day by day as hoped,
year by year as planned.


070703

GO FOURTH

Go forth, Marie,
and multiply
your every joy
this Four-July!


070702

MATTER OF MIND

Mantra mind
replays this loop:

What’s best for one
is best for group.
What’s best for group
is best for one.

(What is this “group”?
Who is this “one”? )