Senseless thoughts and thinking...

                #196

       Knobby and Impaired

I used to have a sense of smell;

It's mostly gone, alas.

My nose just sits upon my face

Like dust upon green grass.

 

I used to have a sense of touch;

It too has disappeared.

Now my hands are burned and sore

Like steak that's just been seared.

 

Sight and sound still mostly work,

Though both need extra aid.

With sight it's new bifocals;

With sound it's soft then fade.

 

Senses are a marvelous gift,

Our way to know our world.

Old age however wipes them out,

And leaves us gnarled and knurled.

 

 

 

Andy Panda Panda Panda...

                #194

         Andy Panda #14

Andy Panda ruffled feathers

On a snow white mountain Goose.

Once the Goose had dealt with him,

He gave him to the mountain Moose.

              Andy Panda!

The Moose of course turned Andy loose.

              Noble Moose!

Ground Hog Day Activity...

                   #187

                  Names

Pennsylvania's "Punxsutawney Phil"

Lives within a Punxsutawney hill

At a place named Gobbler's Knob.

They should have called him "Punxsutawney Bob"!

 

West Virginia's beast is "French Creek Freddie,"

A fat ground hog who's always ready,

For he has a strong conviction

To make a yearly bold prediction.

 

Ohio's "Buckeye Chuck"

Has had a run of awful luck:

First off New York stole his name;

Then Georgia stole his ground hog fame.

 

New York's "Chuck" is "Charles G. Hogg,"

While Georgia just misnamed a dog:

General Beauregard (something) Lee,

A name you can't say trippingly.

 

The problem up and down the line

Is using ground hogs for a sign:

Might as well read Wittgenstein

Or hire a prickly porcupine.

 

 

 

 

Of man's first disobedience...

              #186

         Climate of Opinion

Paradise is lost indeed,

No one knows the Nicene Creed,

Devils flourish, so does greed--

      Alas the loss of Milton!

 

They issue forth but must return,

Demons gloat but never learn,

Thus the fires of Hell still burn--

       Alas the loss of Milton!

 

Pride and envy, anger, lust,

Gluttony, greed, they spread like rust,

With sloth you simply need adjust--

Thus the human race's undone.

        Alas the loss of Milton!

The B Movie Icon...

                #185

         The Beast Within

Tonight the moon pulls strongly,

Tugging at the hidden beast;

Rage and terror mingle,

Like drunken guests at a feast.

 

The beast stares out through human eyes,

Though nothing human's there.

The tides of passion swell and burst

While flesh erupts in hair.

Matters of the Heart...

            #184

       Beats per Minute

They say my heart stops often,

Three seconds more or less.

What if it won't start again?

Will-I just be laid to rest,

Put down into the cold cold ground,

Way too soon for glory bound,

Since my life is such a mess?

                 OMG

Social Psychology 101

             #182

        The Social Entity 1

The Social entity exists,

Of that I am quite certain.

Whenever someone turns her back,

It's like a falling curtain,

Especially when she walks away

And will not even turn to say

Goodbye, farewell, or welladay.

Goodbye Cruel World...

              #178

         Heart Failure

My heart is beating wildly;

The Doctors don't know why.

They tell me it stops frequently;

I'm sure they wouldn't lie.

 

If I were not so brave and tough,

I'd probably weep and sigh;

For everybody knows a heart

That stops will one day die.