#167
The Ins and Outs
Our black cat, an in and out cat,
Sits like a sphinx by the door.
When she's in it's out she wants;
When she's out it's in.
In either case you can't tell by her face;
So it's best her desires you ignore.
#167
The Ins and Outs
Our black cat, an in and out cat,
Sits like a sphinx by the door.
When she's in it's out she wants;
When she's out it's in.
In either case you can't tell by her face;
So it's best her desires you ignore.
#152
Frollie at Play
Frollie entertains herself,
Hiding her tennis ball
Under a blanket or pillow
Or rolling it fast down the hall.
Frollie is a JRT,
Always on the move,
Looking for a playmate,
Looking for her groove.
#151
My Life: a Cliche
With cracking and popping
And the greatest of ease,
He extracted my tooth
Just as slick as you please:
Dr. Brents, the dentist,
Very like Hercules.
#166
The Veil
The night sky's like a curtain,
A veil--of that I'm certain,
Hiding stacks and shelves of stars,
Galaxies and sometimes Mars;
Like a hugh department store,
With comets, meteors, and more;
Suns with energy to burn,
Solar winds that whirl and turn
Cosmic dust to cosmic forms,
The consequence of cosmic storms;
Frigid moons that orbit worlds
Round far-flung planets light years hurled
That only Hubble can discern
For which just human hearts can yearn.
Amen to this heavenly story,
This universe of light and glory.
#150
100,000 MPH
Standing on the Lunar surface,
Looking toward the Earth,
I got hit by a meteoroid:
All that's left is dearth.
#165
Sleepless Nights
Rapidly roll the railroad cars,
Rattling through the night.
Only the restless remark them,
Receding under faint starlight.
#149
Frollie
The curve of her hip is exquisite,
Flesh and blood and bone:
Each thoughtless arc connecting
Each curve that stands alone.
#164
My Daisy
I and my Red Ryder
Stand by the back deck door;
Chickadees swirl around us,
But it's squirrels that we abhor.
One slips down to the dogwood tree,
From the roof above;
I nail him with a bright bb,
A sport bird lovers love.
He races down the dogwood tree,
Jumps to the garden fence,
Disappears in the winter brush
Where the brush is thick and dense.
"Break out the beer and crackers,"
The birds all cry as one;
"And to the empty feeders
While the sentinel's got his gun!"
#163
Real Presence
Death is all around me,
Thinking he'll be fed,
Sitting on my night stand,
Hovering o'er my head.
I can smell his evil breath,
Full of foul decay;
Funny how his presence
Makes me stop and pray.
God always seems more real to me
When Death unveils his presence;
Though Death himself is preferable
To mindless blank senescence.
#162
Perspectives
"I and Thou"
My wife believes in UFOs
And alien intervention;
I believe in a warm dog's nose
And accident prevention.
#148
Andy Panda #3
Andy Panda went to Church,
Sat in an oaken pew.
All the Christians welcomed him;
What else would Christians do?
#147
The Gingko Leaves
We don't have a gingko tree,
Yet we have their leaves
Strewn about our garden floor
As if by a Giant's sneeze.
#146
TV
I love TV,
TV loves me.
I watch it,
It watches me.
I fall asleep,
The screen turns blue.
I dream the set
Has eaten me,
Awake to find it true.
#145
Andy Panda #2
Andy Panda puckered
On a bitter pill;
When he couldn't swallow it,
They buried him in twill.
#144
The Swarm
Those swarming bugs in autumn air--
I twirl my cane; they go nowhere--
But in my eyes and up my nose,
Even in-between my toes!
I swear the air is filled with wings
And numerous other buggy things.
#143
Andy Panda #1
Andy Panda putters,
Picking bamboo shoots;
If he eats too many,
Andy must reboot.
#142
The Nap
The best thing in the whole wide world
Is lying all snug on the bed
With Simon tucked tightly under my arm
And Frollie wrapped round my head.
#141
The Task
Teaching Turtles how to talk
Requires the utmost patience--
Twenty-seven sibilants
And a League of Nations.
#140
Leviathan
We know a Snapping Turtle
Who's a terror to behold:
He can snap a trunk of cedar;
He can crush a bar of gold;
He can swallow mighty cities,
And his name is Thousandfold.
#139
Not Being Asleep
I often wonder why I'm me
And neither you nor you.
If I were you and you were me,
You would be the one perplexed,
And I'd be ignorant as a bee
And hardly ever vexed.