August 10, 2013 
He wore blue on Mondays
baby blue
and so regularly, too
you could set your clock by it
and maybe the sun did
since it was always sunny when you were with Baby Blue
On Wednesdays, he wore grey
baby blue outfit in need of laundering, now,
laundering that somehow fell behind
depleting water unremarked
and extra scoops of
poppy-scented detergent added mid-wash
detergent so strong it near washed Baby Blue away along with it
and maybe it did
since the sky was suddenly grey that day at Baby Blue’s
By Friday, Baby Blue wore Black
* for the first time *
horribly slimming it was, too
(for the last time)
but stylish teak hampers brimmed
with charred bits of Baby Blue by then
sealed with hella strong Krazy Glue
and nary a handful of ashes scattered to the wind
since six feet is a long way to dig for freedom
and shouting
though helpful
won’t get that grass stain out
I’m sure that it won’t
Not when nightfall eclipses afternoon sky
and arrives
without twilight.
©Karen Robiscoe
Charron's Chatter 
A rather melancholy piece but
still nicely written my sweet friend.
Have a very nice
rest of weekend Charron 🙂
Andro xxx
Hi Andro…it is, a little. I think I have worked out a lot of stuff through verses this week–some auxillary essay and eulogy–and will prolly retreat to the abstract herefrom…but while out a running, yesterday, this came to me, and wouldn’t let me rest. Total stream of consciuosness–so almost a message to beyond the grave–since you know–consciousness withstands the death barrier.
You are my wicked cool friend, Andro. Vincent Price, 2.0 with plenty of new features…(moo-hoo-hah-hah-hah-hah…seems de rigueuer!)
Maybe I will become Ms. Seuss, and then we can be the next Gen together…:)
What a wicked thought and I love the laugh by the way, it is certainly much better than my effort 🙂 😉 Sometimes when we have that inspiration burst it is good to write it down, for instance I often spring out of my coffin during the day to jot a ghoulish title down but only after sliding off the lid 🙂 lmao
It is a good job that you know that I am joking, otherwise there could be a stream of over enthusiastic Vampire hunters closing in on me 😦 *gulp*
Definitely not the kind of stake, I mean steak that I was hoping for 🙂
Have a lovely rest of evening Charron 😉
Andro xxx
it’s funny–I’m so Type A, that I wouldn’t leave a notepad on the nightstand for aesthetic reasons for the longest time–but have lately “allowed” myself this. Else I am bangin’ shins–and yes, as the mind relaxes and gets in that Theta (ish) state, creation always come bustin’ in. That, and during and after exercise. these are guaranteed…and then the rest of it! I think I know what Twain meant when he said he would never have enough (life) time to write all that he wished.
That Puddin’head…;)
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