in Frosted wood
a Poe-sy could
Walt at time of pickin’…

but sharp Whitman
will bring a can
of water for that Dickens…
🙂 Karen
in Frosted wood
a Poe-sy could
Walt at time of pickin’…

but sharp Whitman
will bring a can
of water for that Dickens…
🙂 Karen

we all have
one of those–
I s’pose,
the crème de crème
the best in show,
who’ll always be
the sweetest rose…
>I should know<
I’ve played both roles.
I’ve been the wooed,
and done some wooin’
‘been pursued,
in turn pursuin’
–pursuant to
the heart’s influence
* regardless *
what the world’s
doin’–
the heart won’t lie
about its yen
and if your lover
loves you, then–
the world’s
~Nirvana~
truly Zen.
Otherwise
a silver pen
can ink the lines
“remember when…”
©Karen Robiscoe

trains you ride
and
trains of thought
training learned
and
well-trained sought
sequenced
segments
ordered
box
meanings
mesh
and
interlock
connect in
cars
that
pulled
apart?
cause a brand new
train
to start…
–to link
to–
–branch
to–
–switch & hitch…
’til warning
bells
derail that bitch.

©Karen Robiscoe

relation-ships
are no regatta
such parades
require lotta
boats on bays
I reference
–not a–
mob
but
dates,
in this sonata…
a ship of 2
say—me & you
exchanging
duties
thru & thru
no captain
serf
just 1 big crew
no warring
wor-ship
equal sloops
–since ships
that don’t keep balance right
will bumper bergs that hide in night
and likely sink
twixt
black
&
white.
©Karen Robiscoe

I will not answer
ringing phones
–milestones
to tell me
someone’s born
or someone’s died
someone’s going thru hell–
see: I’ve gone
that route
I’ve talked that line
I’ve keened I’ve wailed I’ve wept
to what reprise
to what recourse
to what endured effect?
No, keep your phones
your
milling
stones…
–your drama far from me
then at Depart
I’ll have head start
on aching memory.
©Karen Robiscoe

a woeful
wrote-ee
doling drums
fashioned
kit
of
hidden
puns
solos
sad
but
still
begun
and
ennui
saw
in
setting
sun
upon
apath
of
tedium
ma-laising
down
those
beats
on stage–
–that rueful
roadie
rocked
the
page.
©Karen Robiscoe

Jay went with Peggy
to MeMe’s big show
the spot
where
the hottest
of
dots-per-inch go
where graphics
by Vector
are just status quo
* not pixels *
> math’matics <
with measured ratio…
By following Bits of a Map
to her site
the Photoshopped duo
streamed Byte by Byte
compressing
their dressing
to lessen
the Drive
a modus
of loading
that coded
them light–
–since opening up
with remastered make-up–
fuzzed their Big Picture
but speeded their break-up
and since most attendees
were data
~with bling~
–A
mal–
–gam
un–
–mated
to beta new Pings…
©Karen Robiscoe
artwork: Diane Robiscoe