Friday, September 26, 2025

Autistic lionets

 We lions pride ourselves on a hardy, hearty breakfast, 

With paws and claws stretching over the 

Checkered red and yellow tablecloth

What better way to start the day

Figuring out a word puzzle, a maze or

Just blowing on a plastic whistle, part of a prize

(Ignoring parental rantings of the day's expectations)





Our cereals were dear to us because

You could get lost in them


Liono's gave us courage

The courage

To live our names 


As we filled our bowls

And crunched and munched

And clawed and drawed 

In 

Dry blooded round rubber

Extra fresh

Tubes responsibly meeting

FDA requirements

Keeping cholesterol in check like 

In a caged zoo


Those sweet inner un-cubes

Had us aghast 

What a blast

Till the day we were told

Liono's will give you worse than a 

Head cold

Finally those autistic symptoms of lions running alone in the 

Jungle

Could be explained:

Liono's are to be blamed.

So go back to the Meat Pack

Y'all

A good breakfast needs

A good drumbeat

Hail, hail!


Sunday, September 7, 2025

Draga Anya (Dear Mother)


It had to wait 

The passing of the Covid Pandemic

The 50th anniversary of the Apollo Moon landing

The latest version of Call of Duty video game

The George Floyd protests

Lionel Messi leaving Barcelona

The invasion of Ukraine

Gazprom cutting gas to Germany and Europe


It had to wait

Liam and Olivia being voted as most popular Baby names

Talyor Swift winning the Grammy Awards 

A brain implant to read your thoughts was developed 

The release of Dune Part II

LeBron James to get 40,000 points

Finland to be ranked happiest country in the world for the 7th time

Zuckerberg to announce no more fact-checking 

The California wildfires

TickTok crashing for 24 hours

A Riviera plan for Gaza

AND

The first filming of Mesonychoteuthis Hamiltoni, of the family of Colossal Squids, at a depth of 600 meters, by a remotely operated vehicle 

But


We kept your promise

To lay your ashes to rest in the Arno in Firenze.






 

Monday, September 1, 2025

A bosom for a pillow

I’m working on a pill-ow 

that’s moulded  your silhouette  


Spraying, fiddling with a thimble, 


I’m watching a cat POUND its CLAWS  


Into my Grandma’s embroidered Pillow 


Depicting a house  floating at sea,


I took my pill and dreamt of thee