dead white and dark green --
both struggle to carry on;
the finches bellow.
the finches bellow
because their tree branch burned down --
no more closet space.
branches against brick --
snow as white as onion peel;
after church, a nap.
"And Pharaoh said unto Joseph, I have dreamed a dream, and there is none that can interpret it: and I have heard say of thee, that thou canst understand a dream to interpret it."
Genesis 41:15
I never dream of cows or corn/but when I wake up in the morn/like Pharaoh I become perplexed/with thoughts of what is coming next/I have no Joseph to expound/if things will fly or strike the ground/And so without such fine input/I sit and rub my rabbit's foot.
"Russia passed a law that threatens prison time for anyone publishing what authorities consider to be false information about the country’s invasion of Ukraine, which the Kremlin refers to as a special military operation."
WSJ
Old Putin decides that the news/does not align much with his views/Reporters who stray/are sent far away/where polar bears give interviews.
********************
I'm tired of the Covid/I wish it would depart/even with the face masks/infections off the chart/continue to develop/while anti-vaxers prate/that it is Biden's purpose/us to exterminate.
***********************
Never trust supply chain rules/they are made for crooks and fools/Ships and trucks and railroad cars/frozen fast beneath the stars/So it is, when I need eggs/all I find are stale nutmegs.
****************************
Buttered toast and jam, for me/is a form of ecstasy/From the omelette I have strayed/Give me but sweet marmalade/Buttered crumbs upon my lips/are better than vacation trips!
Potiphar's wife the young Joseph did want/and so all her wiles before him did she flaunt/But Joseph resisted and her plans did fail/so in hellish fury she cast him in jail/Virtue is often rewarded that way/so only the brave with much godliness play.
***********************************
the day is sold to rain/the rain that never ceases/the kind of rain, in fact/that gives my forehead creases/as if the sun a myth/had never showed its faces/to any single man/or to the human races/but I will persevere/in thinking sunlight loyal/that it will soon come back/and my depression spoil.
*************************
the last poem is finished/my life's work complete/I've jumped all the hurdles/and stymied defeat/now I lay back/with my laurels and chips/collecting rewards/and concocting new dips.
Infant, you fill up the diapers so fast/I don't see how mommy much longer can last/There is no delay tween the mouth and the bum/You mulch it right down to the very last crumb/Oh dear, now your mother has a look in her eye/that means it's MY turn to give changing a try!
*****************************
falling asleep at the wheel of a car/will carry the driver not too very far/a snooze going eighty is always a thrill/until there's a corpse in the wormy soil chill/so get lots of rest e'er you step on the gas/or angels will bring you a nice boarding pass.
***************************
People make jokes about Adam and Eve/I wish from such nonsense we'd get a reprieve/Don't they deserve peace and quiet, dear hearts/with nothing but fig leaves to cover their parts?
Now Israel loved Joseph more than all his children, because he was the son of his old age: and he made him a coat of many colours.
Genesis 37:3.
When a man begins to age/all his children he will gauge/Those who please him best will rise/while the others get green eyes/It's not fair or very smart/and often breaks the brittle heart.
The elevator man?
In New York City maybe.
Anywhere else -- gone, baby.
Who's hiring for the posish?
Not even a masochist's wish!
I'd rather drive a fish van.
*********************
I want to write something morose.
Without any hope or glucose.
But damned if I know
how to snuff out the glow
of my playfulness grandiose.
*********************
Of my birth I've never written.
Of my death I'm much much more smitten.
Coming out of the womb
can't compare with the tomb.
*****************************
No harm would I be
to lizard or bee.
No malice bear I
for even jai alai.
But should they cause emesis
I would be their nemesis.
********************
"Fahad Shah, who writes for The Christian Science Monitor from Kashmir, India, was detained for publishing "anti-national" content."
Many countries nowadays/put their writers through a maze/If you don't jump through the hoops/you will be chased by some troops/locked up in a dungeon cell/then rot away and not raise hell.
"And Esau ran to meet him, and embraced him, and fell on his neck, and kissed him: and they wept."
Genesis 33:4
Esau and Jacob were kin/They parted in anger and sin/When many years passed/they met at long last/Forgotten was all their chagrin.
