Enid had never been nude
She thought perhaps it was rude
But now, without a care, bare booty in the air
this prude was in a lewd mood
©2014
Host with the Most…
Wellington was wise in the world
the last one of his kind
He’d play the host and make the most of being left behind
©2014
She Danced
Inga knew about their ploy
the moment she saw the hearse.
She’d never let them take her joy,
so she danced before the curse.
The Pier
All the men come to the pier
to tend to boats and buoys
The ladies know they’re really here
to see some butts and boobies.
©2015
… through the cracks.
She rode her bike to Hollywood
to see the freaks and fracks.
The parts of town that had worn down
shown beauty through the cracks.
A knight…
A knight in rusty armor
was close enough, she thought.
He didn’t speak,
was mild and meek
No soul, but could be bought.
© 2014
Leonard Cohen’s “Anthem.”
Hollywood Duck Tales
I’m tellin’ ya, Chuck
I wouldn’t do anything drastic
If she walks like a duck
And talks like a duck
Chances are, she’s probably plastic
Strawberries & Tea
Come and sit with me
for some strawberries and tea
We’ll wrap ourselves in sun
Ignore the time
Just let it run
A lazy afternoon esprit
“To Bless the Space Between Us” by John O’Donohue
Portrait
“Paint me Your portrait,”
said the boy to the sky
But it was ever changing and he couldn’t see why
Until he lived a little
Carried joy and loss and hope
So he could see
the strokes of Thee
come from a larger scope
He cannot see the weather
Til it’s right there at his door
Like mortal faces
Hide their traces
The sky is hiding more.
© 2015
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