Stepping stones
Petals in morning. /
White stepping stones to the sun. /
Light and shadows climb.
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The Tong Dynasty
King Kong and Godzilla met in a kitchen. /
King Kong heard Godzilla wailin’ and bitchin’ . /
“My toast! My toast! I can’t get it out. /
“My toast! My toast! It’s stuck in that snout. /
Every time I reach in sparks fly out. /
Angry it is!” He stomped round about. /
King Kong reached forth with bamboo tongs. /
They grabbed that toast like a pair of thongs. /
Godzilla thank Kong and went on his way. /
Thus, civilization was saved that day.
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Filed under 2021, Photo Finish Friday, Poetry by David E. Booker
Across the face
Bee collects pollen /
Across the sunflower’s face. /
Heat is time rising.
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Roundabout light
In darkness we take /
a turn in the roundabout. /
Toward the light we give.
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Beauty
A flower’s beauty /
is built on moments of work. /
Kindness upon toil.
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There once was a writer of wars /
Who saw peace as a series of chores. /
When people put their arms away /
He had nothing to say, /
And at parties he was just one of the boors.
Filed under 2021, Monday morning writing joke
Deadheads
I deadhead lilies, /
snapping old petals so new /
flowers don’t suffer.
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Today we cry
Today we cry, for /
Tomorrow we smile when clouds /
float our scars away.
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Tilt
Do you run like Mercury? /
Straight arrow to the end? /
Is you love like Venus? /
Head over heals to begin? /
Are you a quarter way over, /
Mars tilted into battle? /
Or are you Uranus, /
Cockeyed like a rattle? /
Jupiter tilts only slightly /
As the mighty often do. /
Saturn, Neptune, and Ol’ Earth /
Bend as if they’ve had a few, /
Hanging out with Mars, /
Swapping stories, one or two. /
All the planets have stories /
And each an angle of repose. /
That includes Pluto, to whom /
Some have turned up their collective nose.
Filed under 2021, Poetry by David E. Booker, solar system
A part apart
Us apart, a part /
of us still locked down because /
of a lack of love.
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