Ditto and Kiddo: A Limerick

         for Liz Walker ("Ditto on the dodo")

There once was a boy bird named Ditto

who married a girl bird named Kiddo.

Kiddo didn't know, though,

that Ditto was a dodo,

and now poor Kiddo is a widow.

7.11.15

Limericks for a Few Friends & Fambly on National Limerick Day

There once was a lady named Heather,

Who liked going out in bad weather.

She danced as it rained

And never complained,

And then flew away like a feather.**

*

There once was a lady named Lorie,

whose life had a lot of backstory:

She'd model and hang

with some rockers who sang

of their days of hootch-induced glory.

*

There once was a lady named Jenny

Who went to the bank for a twenty

But it seemed that the teller

was an obstinate feller

And refused to give Jenny any.

*

There once was a girl named Tamara

who stole the gurl Billiam's tiara

to show she was queen

of the hospital scene

(in Havasu, not Guadalajara).

*

There once was a chimp named Unky

who was a spectacular monkey,

and his Uncle William

(a.k.a Billiam)

was a diehard Jethro Tull junkie.

*

There once was a boy named Jordan

who was really quite handsome, accordin'

to some; and he drew

lots of pictures, and knew

his Karate. So Don't piss off Jordan!

*

There once was a young man named Tirds

who had a great talent with words

that he got from his father

and also his mother

who both were poetry nerds.

^ for my eldest, Jared, who writes villanelles and groks Opeth lyrics. He calls himself Tirds McGee.

*

There once was a Mama named Kim

who always went out on a limb

for her babies. Her love was

as pure as that dove was

that Noah saw flying to him.

Most written on National Limerick Day, 3.12.15

**Co-authored by Heather Seip.

Reynolds & Midway 53

Perhaps it's time it's time 2 to begin the begin

again & again, sing all of the Michaels—mas-

ter Mikeys & Mikes, Tysons & tikes, the likes

of wich, sd he who leand or the Brooklyny

hare whod flattend is ears in fear & his spine

did then con cavi - cal - ly inward incline        |

Incline? No. Not the right word, I mean curve 

or push in, as Robert did push, but pushd out,

& outly a lot, like L a n c e l o t, who:  Ran &

ran & ran & ran & ran & ran & ran & ran &

ran & ran & ran & ran & ran & ran     until

the man with the thing in is mug in is tooth

SURPRISE! & waving & waving is brute

of a whacker did whack & make of the. Party

line is what they toed in there, Stan, thereby

it warrant yr place, yr proper place, where by

wid the power unvested in yooz we pronounce 

us free from argument, from chastisement, &

from immoderate wrath, whereupon. Countee

Cullen, you await   w/ Adonais             Wait

5.9.15

2 for Abraham Cowley

I.

There once was a poet named Cowley
 whose metre was just as unruly
     as Donne's was, a famous
     scribbler, like Seamus
 who rimes consonántly, not vuwelly.


II.

 There once was a poet named Cowley—
 Hey, that rhymes with Aleister Crowley!
     Leastways that's what
     I heard, and not
 a fact I can vouch for personally.



5.2014

Singing Gardens

On the earth of jails and gallows
singing gardens will bloom - Menke Katz


On the earth of jails and gallows,
singing gardens will bloom;
the prison house, with rat and louse,
will be swallowed up in gloom.

On seas of scows and whalers
a silence will fall again,
gilt with sun's gold, as in days of old,
before the seafaring men.

In cities that once were prairies,
fields, and green woodlands vast,
big grids will fail, as sirens wail
in a darkness that will last.

In nations that once were empires,
where industry fattened on war,
banks will tumble, and want will humble
the rich man and the poor.

On the earth of jails and gallows
gardens will sing and grow wild;
and Christ the meek will teach and speak
in the breath of a sleeping child.



 - 9.17.13

epistle: a thistle w/o a thorn

More on zeros and ones: the One
that is God, the Father and the Son
the iamb hello that goes to show
that Hell is the heart without an O

without the Union of mind & Heart
the Holy endeavor of Human Art
that wholly shows the reason the Rose
is a Rose is a Rose & always a Rose.

Ahab: viaje primero

0 lunatico! el capitan! ai!
en la baja la mar por ay por ay
la ballena de blanca amiga de luna
o negra y blanca, y Todos y una

Roads: bowl

the U is the shape of the bowl, my friend,
but what is the U's most useful part?
it is the beginning, and yet it's the end,
the being of body, the mind and the heart

(it may be the matter that shapes the bowl
but it's not the matter that makes the bowl.
You can't have a soul without a hole:
the consummation of both: the Whole).



2/22/2011