the gods gathered one day to stage a race
between a Kangaroo and an AI Go Cart in Space
the track was located in the Milky Way
and the race was scheduled to last a day
the Kangaroo’s distant-eating hops set the pace
during the first few hours of the epic race
but the AI Go Cart went into another gear
soon it was watching the kangaroo in it’s rear mirror
to the delight of some of the gods gathered there
who had entered the longshot AI Go Cart on a dare!
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My earliest memories are of feeling different. An alien, an outsider, hiding my inner thoughts carefully so people couldn’t see the real me. So people wouldn’t know that my imagination was a wild beast with no rules.
From an early age, I learned not to outwardly stray from the path of normality laid down for me by my parents. I bowed to reality, but secretly set it aside to explore other worlds, to seek the mysteries of life, and to go where I didn’t think others would.
I still awkwardly navigate from fact to fiction when I write. The idea of other dimensions is real to me, because I’ve been to them many times in my history. Opening doors and stepping through is nothing new to someone who has felt different all their life.
I walk through the world with eyes wide open, hoping to fine other people like me. Seekers unafraid of mysteries and what their imagination can see.
(Editor’s note: My first monostich. Special thanks to Proletaria for inspiring this humble attempt)
“The hero of Waterloo was last seen riding away, in the wrong direction.”
Popeye was my kinda guy
a free spirit who says aye! aye!
I yam who I yam, he would say
a phrase that always made my day
the spinach-eating sailor was very strong
always stopping Brutus when he was wrong
Olive Oly was the apple of his eye
but that gal could be fickle and sly
promising kisses and expecting gifts
she was the cause of most of his rifts
but Popeye always came back for more
because it was Olive he did adore
awakening at the first light of day
I think of the challenges ahead
some with hope and others with dread
it’s never easy getting out of bed
the key, I’m told, is a good attitude
in spite of what may lie ahead
you realize it’s better than being dead
so let your worries go unsaid
life is a merry-go-round
my grandfather use to say
embrace it and have a good day!
once I watched looney tunes
with crazy music in the background
and loveable cartoon goons
back in the day
memories of maniacal melodies
morphed into dismay
listening to rock and roll
one fateful tropical day
in a helicopter on my way
to battle
it’s been plain to see
from sea-to-shining sea
America has become an idiocracy
instead of a democracy
oh say, can you see…
the dumbing down of our society?
our president’s notoriety?
the partisan impropriety?
someday historians will agree
this was a dark time in our history
our saving grace, we love to be free
we believe in social equality
and in the Constitution’s guarantee
the very foundation of this country
looking up at a beautiful blue sky
filled with flocks of busy birds
hearing an Orioles clear cry
a Veery Thrush’s sweet melody nearby
their acrobats in the sky
waterfall notes of tiny Wrens
flocks of feathered friends
Grosbeak’s melodic tones
White Geese’s harsh baritones
riding the winds currents
and the cross currents
sparrows sing joyfully
in a bird led jubilee
scholars and philosophers claim
we are all victims of fate
in some big game
nothing is foreordained
our future is unwritten
we choose our own lane
how we spend each day
dealing with reality
and sometimes play
fate is not cast in concrete
framing your name
on destiny’s side street
I don’t care what the poets say
we are not bound by fate
or any other written cliché
and what pundits say
it takes practice to be happy
to enjoy each day
no matter what comes your way
there’s no limits to hilarity
and the joys it brings
to little things
belly laughs and chuckles
achieve their happy goal
of bringing peace to your soul
look how breathless laughter
brings a smile to your face
when your in a bad place
oh, hilarity!
Where would we be without thee?
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