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When I click “like”…
…on one of my posts, it is not only because I like it very much, but also, because I have decided I am finished, absolutely and positively, with any and all lucasing. (still, there may be prequels...
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A Viking limerick | Björn Rudbergs writings
A few days ago, I found myself, over dinner, telling a friend about these two. So I thought, for his benefit, I’d dig them up. Bjorn wrote the following to a visual prompt: Once was a heathenish...
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Intro: Can an Elephant?
AnElephantCant hide his great pleasure To meet folk who know sweet Lady Day This place is quite grubby But please bring your hubby And just pop in next time you’re passing this way AnElephantCant...
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Sonnet: Elephant?
AnElephantCant ever truly know, How certainly her “hubby” thinks it grand, That put a smile on my true loves face, Such wonderful attention, as first hand. But greatest joy as do your words bestow,...
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Sonnet: A.D. 1984
Why are all the Orwell jokes forsworn? I think forgetting these is quite a sin. I thought I’d see Big Brother T-Shirts worn; And parties serving casks of Vict’ry Gin. So, why is there not one Big...
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Sonnet: Kanaka
How Black, the hottest fires of Hell must burn; So Hot, this Blackened Hell, must be its fires. The spit on which impurity doth turn, Would sear the flesh impurity requires. Beyond repentance,...
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Intro 2: It’s Fairly Obvious
First east, then it’s west, It’s a fairly easy guess. I’ll leave it to you. Clearly, I’m not crazy about it. That much is certain. Permalink In keeping with my blog entry some time in April 2013, I...
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Sonnet II: Evil Orb
I will not see, I cannot know, nor feel; I may not hear, nor taste, and no aroma Will I sense, nor trace of joy, of home Or mirth of soul or peace, nor can I kneel In silent prayer, ending this ordeal....
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Intro: A little too “dead-leaf”-ish
I watch the crazy lady yelling at the desk clerk; The couple fighting two booths away; The paranoid schizophrenic handling both sides of the conversation; The beggar demanding change; and the best of...
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