080820c

 

20-foot croc

just a few bites

for the king lizard

020720c

Alice in the Land of the Giants

no matter how many phone books
were stacked on the chair
she couldn't reach her plate,
lifting a fork took two hands,
and she got so thirsty
but couldn't lift her glass.
When would dinner end?

121119b

you can fry an egg
on these shimmering sands
shadow across dunes

111919b

"Don't eat the daisies," the sign said,
Johnny did and dropped down dead,
when he'd safely been interred,
we thought that was the dernier word,
in the spring a daisy tree,
grew from the plot where John was laid,
I guess his juices have been made,
into this thing that all can see,
downwind of us its seeds will go,
and Johnny with them? I don't know.

111619d

The Prodigious Returns

The body of an unidentified

elderly male human,

nude, about 3,000 km long,

floated through the system

at 2,400 km/sec.

Through, that is,

until encountering Cleveland,

at an appreciable fraction of C.




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072219c

Land of the Giants
hailstones devastate the human
colony

062119

fungi win
largest creature in Earth
so there, animals

060919c

they parked inside

one of the footprints

was that thunder?

052519b

gale from the
chickadee blew me away
land of the giants

051319

The Beanstalk That Laid the Golden Eggs

Around the stalk a village grew.

Despite the perils from falling debris,

A steady trade in magic beans developed

(Though barter was bigger than outright sales),

Soup made from them, widely supposed

To make children grow tall and strong

Sold briskly, even though

It did neither, but it was tasty and nutritious.

Jack’s mother lived alone in her small hut,

Ensnared by the bean’s gigantic roots;

Jack had never returned from his fabled climb.

Every year a few boys, and once a girl,

Climbed up the twisted-cable stalks and disappeared,

None came back from the clouds.

A child ran into town square,

"Tim’s falling!" she screamed, pointing up,

(Her brother Tim had been the last

To assay the heights),

"Not Tim," the Mayor said;

The whole town watched.

A shadow grew

                         and grew

                                       and grew.

"Run!" one shouted.

The giant crushed half the town,

In a few days it stank up the other half,

The Mayor traded the last few beans

In the next village for a bowl of stew and a pint,

She stayed a while, but couldn’t sleep well,

So she didn’t settle there:

“Some day that stalk is gonna fall.”

042219b

sure
tickling the giant's feet
seemed like a good idea
alas
giants can't dance
at least, not well

041719c

Too much growth hormone I guess
then again
it could be something with the weather
or aliens

Farmer Brown surveyed
the apple that had landed
on his barn
and the lake of apple juice
surrounding it

horse with applesauce might be good
he thought
have to get the wood out
somehow though

040919b

reclaimed rainforest
reveals large well-preserved toe
the sleeper wakes

033119b

Weren't we surprised
the cave we made our home
built our cities in
gastrointestinal tract of a giant
not quite dead after all


we were not edible, as it turned out
it was a wild ride
but we emerged intact
really needing showers

122718b

sun

moves

behind

the anthill

in the giants’ land

are ant lions our only hope

111918

No Basket Necessary

A new trysting spot, scenic, secluded, just far enough off the beaten track. Littered with, enhanced by, curious rock formations. One in particular drew interest, and was a puzzle. Alas, weathered granite, it was not. Rather, the head of a mostly buried, very hungry, giant. The question quickly became, who was picnicker, and who was picnicked?

103118c

the purring shakes the house
knocks dishes to the floor
nauseates the kid
anything less than a shout

goes unheard
sore throats are endemic
but, all in all
I prefer this to what happens
when the purring stops

091718

like a giraffe
its head lowered to meet my eye
a saucer blinked
"Are you the leader?" it asked

091618c

a new planet

exactly like Earth

but the size of Jupiter

60-yard beans

tomato to feed a city

weeds blot out the sun

and oh, the women!

060818c

lo,
whole
cities
rose and fell
on the beetle's back
long after the giant's demise