Kan't believe I~am
ritalin this off the
top o my head
Or why the naval
academy has often
go ahead hit the
Sure sure why dinnit
I stay in
Too old to rewed:
choose a bride's song
of dread or break bread
Sides? Minstrels? Olives?
If I wanted epiphany,                                                                                                                                                                                                            all lines cleverly
I'd see grandpa upon
mine shower mirror
(cool Foster Grants)                                                                                                                                                                                                            smiling face

Have No Fear!                                                                                                                                                                                                                        0!0

too academic...?
not anticlimactic?
listen ~ upstairs!                                                                                                                                                                                                          anydays an                                                                                                                                                                                                                          OKday!
to rescue a pup                                                                                                                                                                                                                      all I ask                                                                                                                                                                                                                          what's for sup                                                                                                                                                                                                                        : &hey :
what's up

Views: 85

Comment by J.P. Hart on February 21, 2019 at 6:28pm

if cliques were views while I watched the news
(you know how NOT to avoid the blues)
Hereon, I see 11 views. 7 of them mine.
Blackbox Wine, now that's genius
no bag to pass
(don't need no glass)
much to consider
Now watch as I 'self improve'
& remove the enjambment

Comment by Robert B. James on February 21, 2019 at 7:05pm

Oh that river, the crew team rowed out of...in two’s four’s and eight’s.

That river...bleeding into the Chesapeake. Hitting the head, and then rowing in it.

I saw...enough, worked the docks, out front...Academy unbound, but level, a birthday gift to fair play. 

Comment by J.P. Hart on February 21, 2019 at 7:47pm

Preciate the frontpage drive in stuff I really do.
Over on Songbirds' I'd (earlier) referenced a wash cycle option on Gloria's Whirlpool.
Parently I slipped and slid into 'sound track of our lives' 'garden Jimmy Buffett....maybe I {IT} was too frequent with the glue fumes when I was a kid sticking together that USS Forrestal.
Least I knew enough not to suck my thumb. Sometimes I'm overcome thinking 'bout it. sniff (;x:}
First off, we should petition the DNC to alter the de facto party mascot from a Jack Ass to a Dolphin. Insert John Denver's High Calypso!
You know, and go from there...
O. Here's a joke:
There's no such thing as 'too many greens'. Unless you're a Republican...(.)

Comment by J.P. Hart on February 21, 2019 at 7:52pm

whoops! i'd tended to use RBJ respectfully...somedays it sounds like U have more connections than Lily Tomlin's Operator persona on SNL

Comment by Robert B. James on February 21, 2019 at 10:35pm

Short and sweet bridges burned...to keep them on their side, no hard feelings. Just stayin alive, is all.

Comment by Maui Surfer on February 23, 2019 at 9:02am

Finally, literature on a writer's site! Mahalo.

Comment by J.P. Hart on February 23, 2019 at 9:07pm

Smalltown slipped into darkness. Schooners all plastic wrapped, hoisted. Wesson thinks of the guys in the tower. His own reserve sequestered in plain sight. Sacrilegious thoughts of a can opener on tuna tin. Thickly grounded issues, an angry all over agrarian fog: there forevermore yet invisible tombstones row upon row.

Thoughts of neon prayer orange: OPEN

Big screens: round ball ballet, moz sticks, home again. He'd really rather have a Buick. Starry eyed he continues toward his destination. Electricity is God sent. Now hear this from Ishmael Reed:

Report of the Reed Commission

I conclude that for
the first time in
history the practical
man is the loon and the
loon the practical man

a man on the radio just
said that air pollution
is caused by jell fish

Comment by J.P. Hart on February 23, 2019 at 9:11pm

Worcestershire-hoopster-fearing the deer? last line ought B:
is caused by jelly fish

time for a change and God Bless you Van Morrison!

Comment by Maui Surfer on February 24, 2019 at 10:28am

Waaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyvvveeelllleeength ... you never let me down, no no ... never let me down, when you get me on, you get me on your wavelength ... oooooh Mama!


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