I dreamt I was lying in a field of pumpkins one October day
watching the orange gourds play
like frisky future Jack-O-Lanterns they had fun
in the warm embrace of the sun
they talked about a harvest moon
that they were expecting soon
when I heard one let out a deep sigh
“What a miserable fate to end up a pie!”
-30-
ghost peppers are the pinnacle
when it comes to hot as hell
people faint at their very smell
breath escaping from tortured throats
connoisseurs praising the heat
as the best thing to eat
while daring novices
slowly turn a bright red
wishing they’d tried something else instead
Seven decades have not diminished one myth I grew up with. It has a place of honor in my head that makes me smile. I still remember when I heard what would happen to my vision if I wacked my weinie!
I was undeterred and ready to go blind at eleven when I tossed caution aside in favor of pleasure – after some experimenting – and crossed the line between boyhood and manhood. I look back now with fondness at my innocence.
I never could fully understand the taboo against exploring my own body but would have preferred to be thrown in a cauldron of boiling oil than admit that. I joined my peers in mocking others accused of that crime of solo indulgence. It was a mean meme before there was such a thing.
My recollection of who came up with the myth is fuzzy, but I’ve narrowed it down to the church and parents universally who don’t want their offspring to ever have sex.
The End
Bob the Cat was interviewed one day
by a curious kitten
who wouldn’t stay away
“How did your ears get that way?“
But Bob wouldn’t say
“How old are you?”
Bob told him to go away
“What do you do all day?”
Bob replied “Skip the survey”
so
the kitten finally had to concede
the old grouch wouldn’t proceed
and there’d be no interview
no wise worldview
from an old cat
like that
***
Satchmo singing”What a wonderful world” in a corner of the 1950’s themed diner that never closes down
a mythical diner that attracts great musicians and singers from all around
Jelly Roll Morton rubbing elbows with Duke Ellington at the red bar
the two legends watching Buddy Holly perform from afar
Little Richie, Jerry Lee Lewis, and Fats Domino
hanging out but looking for somewhere else to go
Roy Orbison and Elvis Presley
looking over at Billie Holiday and Peggy Lee
Diane Ross and Janis Joplin playing Liar’s Dice
while old Blue Eyes, Frank Sinatra, tries to be nice
so he can stay in this musical paradise
(162 words- flash fiction/poetry)
Monica was a grocery store clerk who worked for a jerk, but because she had bills to pay she couldn’t just walk away, so she tried to make the most out of each day….
One afternoon she was confronted by a goon with a gun who demanded all the cash in her drawer, to her utter horror, while she complied her manager was trying to hide nearby behind a display of a soap called Tide…
After the goon grabbed the cash he was still unsatisfied, and demanded to know where the manager could hide, so Monica looked away from the Tide and was quick to abide pointing up at the office where he would normally reside…
When the police arrived they caught the goon, talked with the manager for a little while, as Monica cleaned up a mess in an aisle, the manager came by to say, “Thank you!” and “… it’s time for a raise in your pay.”
I hated getting up in the morning when I was in school
giving up delicious dreams to attend classes wasn’t cool
when I was on my own and working nearly every day
dragging my body out of bed in the morning wasn’t child’s play
but
now that I’m retired and have no place I have to go
I wake up early to watch the sunrise’s beautiful tableau
I once knew a chap
who wore a cap
when he wasn’t wearing
another hat
made from canvas
or something
like that
I called him
Hat Man Do
because he
always looked cool
in hats of every design
rocking Derby’s
to top hats
all the time
one is lean and the other one is fat
people call them blue cat and red rat
blue cat is fast for his size
red rat has beady eyes
blue cat considers him prey
but red rat outruns him all day
blue cat is streaky
red rat is sneaky
blue cat likes his raw meat
red rat thinks cheese is neat
blue cat likes to frolic and play
red rat works at staying away
one day
blue cat’s tail was caught in a trap
and red rat laughed at the mishap
the next day
red rat was caught in a trap
and blue cat ate him in the recap
he was young when he started clowning around
the world his theater in the round
he wasn’t the kind of guy who ever got down
I’m talking about Obo the Clown
he was known for his funny jokes
and appealed to all kinds of folks
by all accounts he was always merry
when talking comedy he was a visionary
he enjoyed playing the clown for the day
and being on public display
the best thing about Obo the Clown
is that everyone wanted him around
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