Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts

Thursday, June 30, 2022

Thursday, April 28, 2022

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Dragon with Fish
(a children's ekphrastic poem)*


Such a fat, friendly stripy dragon,
antennae half its body length,
big feet and a goofy grin,
itty bitty wings—no way she could fly,
but there she is, above the clouds,
frolicking with a winged fish, and one
with a head-mounted propellor;
but the cat with a jet pack
decided not to hang around.

Far below, fields in summer colors,
stripes of green, orange, red, and yellow,
delicious crops, I’m sure,
but I don’t know what they’re growing,
those people who live
in the red-roofed farmhouse.


*Ekphrastic poems are based on works of visual art. This one, by my wife, Sheila Kopaska-Merkel, is a colored-pencil drawing above my desk.)

Wednesday, February 2, 2022

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black
tea
light spell
full moon mid-
night cemetery
south Georgia demon summoning
so sorry words of power were lost in translation

Tuesday, February 1, 2022

020122c



Failed Haiku 74, 300 SF senryu, including a couple by me

https://www.haikuhut.com/FailedHaikuIssue74.pdf

020122b

court of the Black Sun its song sucks you in to the vast nothing

Monday, January 31, 2022

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You hit the nail on the head,
She’s hot enough to melt asphalt,
But don’t touch that dial.
Don’t you recognize her?
That’s P. Mantis,
Deadliest divorce lawyer in town;
Tread carefully,
Or she’ll eat you alive.

Saturday, January 22, 2022

Thursday, January 20, 2022

Wednesday, January 19, 2022

Sunday, January 16, 2022

Friday, January 14, 2022

Wednesday, January 12, 2022

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Crop Failure

imagine their displeasure
after 3.8 billion revolutions
the bacterial crop
should have been prime
instead, the farm was crawling
with inedible vermin
multicellular, encrusted with,
or containing, hard bits
of very limited value
the second spheroid from the primary
smothered by an opaque gaseous cloak
the fourth had lost all its water
the rest were worse
the system was a total loss
had to scrub the orb
and start anew

Sunday, January 9, 2022

010922c



Rolling down the highway
Eyes shut for a NY minute
Woke into a dream
That’s lasted nearly half a lifetime
Changes had to be made
Patience with myself
With others
New limits to set
And overcome
Or not
Finding things I like or don’t
Rubbing shoulders with Death
So often I almost know them
But there are perks:
New people, new places
A thousand open doors
And this new chair
0 to 15 in two seconds
I’m flying

Friday, January 7, 2022

010722d



field-checking the map
he never finds the edge
nor any dragons

010722c



Fates on speed

seed Heaven’s back 40,000,000 for materials
outsource weaving to limbo

7.4 billion to snip
1,000s of bales to recycle
and they never used to go on so long

010722b



exiting the snake at last teeth again