November 24, 2015 
Comments Off on More than Meets the I
Face it.
Iris is a brilliant pupil.
Even though she’s often blue,
she has vision.
True vision, and that’s enough to make
anyone black on the inside.
And I speak as one
who nose.
I may be•low•brow, sure—
cheeky, even,
but I’m not chintzy when it comes to Iris, and besides.
I have an eye for such things.
©Karen Robiscoe
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November 24, 2015 Comments Off on the Grateful Dead knows…
Hell’s bells are grim,
a reaper’s peal ,
until you add an “O”…
a bellowed hello,
isn’t mellow,
but beats the beast below.
And five is bland,
a numbered hand,
a bluff, a call, a draw…
so reach for sky ,
& slap it high,
instead—and say: hurrah.
Still water’s wet
–is way to get–
the chills with careless feet…
yes, when it crests,
and waves, it’s best,
a rippled, rolling greet.
While day is fine,
and night—divine–
a truth that’s understood…
you can bet,
it’s better yet,
combining time with: good.
November 23, 2015 Comments Off on …& the Me Bone’s Connected 2 the→
My bones & skull
restricted me,
so filleted I, and tossed ‘em,
feeling thin, all guts and skin,
I relayed off to Boston…
In town of Bean,
I made the scene,
but didn’t make the Globe.
Since skeleton
~not gelatin~
is best for making bones…
The target next
–Connecticut—
to school enclosed in moss…
but didn’t pass,
pre-req for class,
no skull, nor bones to cross.
From Old Brick Row,
I had to go, and–
running short of money,
I hit the stage,
but made no wage,
without a bone of funny.
Returning ,then,
to skeleton–
and skull–
I stretched them bigger,
as back with bone
will keep you tone,
improving too, the figure.
©KER
November 23, 2015 Comments Off on Miss Piggy’s Ears
To change is a daring.
A test of the will.
It’s tearing–
what’s still, repairing
–the built.
To change is a daring.
Unburying
tilled; returning to mill.
It’s tearing–
the known, & varying
skill.
To change is a daring
–of action & bearing–
~of sow into silk~
It’s tearing–
unerring,
the ilk, & the guild.
To change is a daring.
It’s tearing.
November 22, 2015 Comments Off on world according to Gorp
on optional journey of self-discovery,
and no vacation
it’s best to stockpile
trial mix
. . .
1 part brazens,
1 part nuts,
1 whole heart untrimmed,
(that stuff you can’t identify)
boatloads of
crushed i aM’s & aM’s,
pocket was,
and palate beyond
appetite.
You have to be tenacious.
be brave enough to
uncage
) the beast within (
) drunk on fermented tribulations and
spoiling for a fight (
and most likely do battle
–or at the very least–
accommodate its pet tricks.
©Karen Robiscoe
November 21, 2015 Comments Off on Finnish Bridge to Letter Days
Me, myself, and eye,
the third eye
sees things in letters
others miss, eye
right them and trim them ‘til
be becomes ease…
eye bend them and weld them ‘til
eye become you
eye
light them, and shudder them ‘til
aye becomes queue, but
for all
that eye know
(about letters)
eye never learned the alpha•bet
only
U
knows
Y.
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