Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts
Saturday, December 25, 2021
Wednesday, November 18, 2020
111820b
minigator
drags a water strider down
Predator Pets
Monday, February 24, 2020
Wednesday, December 25, 2019
122519
Santa's last stand
against the rising sea
the flooded workshops
foundering into liquified permafrost
and all the world leaders
who did nothing while the world stewed
they'll find 3-day-old fish
in their stinking Xmas stockings
cos the coal is gone
Friday, December 20, 2019
122019
Another day, another daughter's birthday. So close to that big holiday everyone hates to have for a birthday. Close enough for combined presents to be a thing, but that has always been taken in good spirits.
Tuesday, December 17, 2019
121719
Santa floats down the few chimneys that remain. Elsewhere he jimmie's windows, oozes under doors. He carries a 3D printer on his back, festively red and green. The elves shiver in their picket lines.
Sunday, December 15, 2019
121519b
Home from my first holiday dinner
of the season
grateful to have left the hospital
in time for fellowship among friends
wanting to pass this feeling along
to you
Saturday, November 30, 2019
113019b
The tradition of roasting elves for Christmas dinner was widely thought to have been started by the turkeys. In reality, a renegade tribe of reindeer was responsible.
Tuesday, December 25, 2018
122518b
The chimney isn't drawing this morning. Like something's stuck in it. And that smell! Like a roast plus fur. You got something in the oven?
Tuesday, December 26, 2017
122617
elves slink back to their dens
the darkened workshop
home to ice roaches
when the ice cap breaks
they'll be out of luck
for 100,000 years
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Monday, December 25, 2017
122517c
Christmas
in the New World
Santa
a
reanimated corpsicle
reindeer
fertilized GMOva
VTOL
sleigh
presents
like you wouldn’t believe
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122517b
It's 5 days post-Chanukah, just in time for Christmas. Both offspring were very pleased with what they got: success! Spouse still asleep, so that jury's still out. Hope all of you are celebrating with kith and kin.
122517
Santa in the time of warming
Santa checked his list a second time.
Cargo on board, ship sealed, launch tube filled with water, pressure
equalized. He was off.
As it cleared the sea surface, Santa's
sleigh sprouted wings. Powerful engines coughed to life and plasma
kissed the frigid Arctic water.
"Look ma! It's a flying fish!"
"It's a plane!" "It's Santa Claus! " "Hush,
children. Chew your blubber."
Acceleration pegged, he's fast. Damn
fast. Actually, they call him the streak. You gotta admire his
physique.
Santa fired up the Chronotron when he
hit cruising altitude. Psychedelic colors out the wazoo. His sleigh
fugued. S l e i g h s. T o y s t o o.
2048 Santas disbursed toys with manic
speed. But for every stocking filled, 1.17 babies gave out their
first cries.
10,000 elves worked for Polar
Enterprises. World population growth had forced Santa into an "arms"
race he could not win. Corners were cut.
"DaAaaAaD! Santa left me a game
console carved from a bar of soap!" "Wadja expect for
free?"
Presents rattled down the chimney. "Ho
ho ho" blue-shifted into the supersonic shattered windows and
the fish tank. "Sorry," drifted down.
Genevieve tore open the white package,
ensanguined in the red-litten den."You shouldn't have!"
Whips and cuffs: just what she'd asked for.
Unidentified blip, fighters scrambled,
just after pilots smoked surprise holiday presents.
The jet fighters, their hash-powered
pilots drifting in and out of consciousness, lost the rocket in a
mysterious polar fog.
Plunging into the Arctic Ocean as dawn
broke, Santa had one last gift in the back. Mrs. Claus did look good
in Victoria's Secret. Ho ho ho!
end
Sunday, December 24, 2017
122417c -- Merry Christmas
rapping
on the housetop
Dad
touches off the fire
in
its den by the hearth
tomorrow
we’ll buy
a
new deep freeze
for
now they’ll keep in the snow
Friday, December 22, 2017
122217
bah humbug
is outdated
the new version
is unprintable
but it goes
a little something like this:
@%&*)$#!!
Saturday, December 16, 2017
121617b
it isn't time yet
putting off the cards
avoiding carols
presents have to be wrapped
before tiny hooves
dent the roof
Friday, December 15, 2017
121517c
Eight tiny reindeer. Barely enough to go around when all the children visit. Santa makes a note to schedule interviews for a new team.
Tuesday, December 6, 2016
A review of "The Edible Zoo"
I just discovered this review of my children's poetry book The Edible Zoo. It compares the book to the writing of Dr. Seuss
http://www.writersforum.org/news_and_reviews/review_archives.html/article/2012/12/17/the-edible-zoo
For those who don't know, The Edible Zoo consists of poems I wrote for my children and niecephews (11 in number), beginning when the eldest was about two years old. Earlier (and shorter) editions of this book were photocopied and distributed to my young relatives. Half a dozen copies of those early editions were sold to other people.
You can buy The Edible Zoo directly from me. $9 postpaid via PayPal from jopnquog@gmail.com.
120616b
talking cookies
all the rage this year
don't eat m
some beg to be consumed
some for their lives
Wednesday, November 16, 2016
111616
fog washes everything out
dimming yard, neighbors' house
red leaves on a post
too close for obscurity
glow like Christmas
already drenching stores
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