Defenses
I screen phone calls
and e mails
and sunshine with shades
I screen tea, too
with V, too
and friend requests made
I block porn shows
and cable
and what you say out
I let it all go
to voicemail
so I don’t have to shout
I wear ear phones
like all drones
When I’m on the go
And wisely
Bring visors
to hide from the show
My filters are
precious
collected like gems
Still my smokescreens
aren’t able
to make me feel Zen.
Silver Lines
the sun still shines
on cloudy days
in silvered lines
define
~the haze~
the sun still shines
its warmth behind
in hidden rays
in silvered lines
bedewing clime
where sight is razed
the sun still shines
though grand design
is shadowed maze
in silvered lines
of sky
and phrase
the sun still shines
in silvered lines.
©Karen Robiscoe
~
You
–linear,
—tell we,
—-emotional—
—–how to do things properly…
but we
~emotional~
tell you, linear—
—what it is
you
~feel~
sounds write
oui
in Paree
means yes
to Paris
wii
in paired hands
means
gaming’s
the plan
whee
on a ferris
wheel
merits
a squeal
wee
in a circus
gives
fleas
a purpose
while
we
could be us
no
ifs
&’s
or buts.
Karen Robiscoe
Rap it Up
Tabby tells
things she shouldn’t
spilling beans
she said she wouldn’t
through sealed lips
she’ll kiss and tell
Tabby is a
n’er do well..
her motor mouth
shoots rapid-fire
dishing dirt
a constant crier
a whistle that forever blows
Tabby keeps you in the know…
She unbags cat
no Schrodinger
and talks such smack
to totes strangers
she chats you up at wait for bus,
but keep an eye
Tab’s dangerous
she’ll toss you under
just because,
so if you want
to keep the peace
don’t tell Tab
she writes the beats
for gossip rags you might avoid,
because of course,
Tab’s a Tabloid.
©Karen Robiscoe
daily prompt: gossips