Ship Shapes

I’m fashioning an arc

.kuh.

to ford the gravy sea

–should I find it—

as I’ve bean in the Navy

a while now, endive got to

break away

(from that bunch)
 
 

on account it’s driving me bananas!

(B-A-N-A-N-A-S!)

those nuts raisin hell in

ten huts is cramped & a

state that no longer a-peels…

too many potato–

–I’se  weaving lemongrass

(for my gravy boat)

to rig & reinforce

the hull of it

(it’s berry strong)

shallot leek anyway, d’ya suppose?

if I beet it with cane,

or squash it against the grain,

or cast off only for the rubber duckie to turnip missing?

(AWOL–like me)

just barley I yam certain,

~if at all~

since the carrot

took to make was

stew-pendous!

stone stew-pendous!

and could double as

a

~radish~

(at any point)

and if I’m hungry, why

I’ll celery sail any day of the week.

©Karen Robiscoe
pointillism by Diane Robiscoe