Bumble bees
need only see
far as flower
to a tree
certain Bumbles
always drive
back and forth
from the hive
so if you
glimpse a bee in specs
clear the path
flag the deck
ruffle petals
where they stand
help a Bumble
when you can.
Bumble bees
need only see
far as flower
to a tree
certain Bumbles
always drive
back and forth
from the hive
so if you
glimpse a bee in specs
clear the path
flag the deck
ruffle petals
where they stand
help a Bumble
when you can.
She lived on Long Island
teas
traveled cursory fares to work
Manuel performed
for peanuts—an elephant, Manuel loved peanuts
fostered separation like a toddler
8 months…11 months…15 months…
spending power, and giving it away
she realized
in scuffed, scarred time
–she herself had suspended–
gold is for fools
diamonds are a manipulated, bloody market,
naiveté is more precious than jade
and rain–restorative
x(10) + 2 = a dozen Christian fanatics
is + Lam = you’d think they’d get along with Christians
Boo + diss = disputing the existence of ghosts, they believe in reincarnation
b(Hindu) = dwells on past mistakes
Confusion-ism = just rules to make sense of it all
Jewish = envy
spirit·U·al + l = spirit U all = best
when we’re in the
wreck room
(playing house)
and though we run
for a portal—
it’s sticks!
foregoing
door jamb
–when a gale breaks the glass—
(house)
and opting for
the sudden wind-OW
(Toto, too, roofing all over the house like mad)
we make our escape
onto the balcony,
not a shingle second too soon
(so we thought)
until the storm
terr-ace
a new
alcove…
©Karen Robiscoe
Tired of resting on my laurels & sycamore-more-more society, I treed something else. ‘Went to the beech and met a nut named Ash. We became fast fronds—it helped he had weeds—I hope you conifer what I mean, wink wink
(I’m sequoia)
Anyway, we made a bract. A pithy bract, and if you’re aspen what kind of bract, well the core of it was:
f*ck yew & the horse you rhododendron…
©Karen Robiscoe