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1 is self

–into selves

–into we

–into world

–into verse

–into verses

1 unites.

(115 is me)

2 is us

–just envision

–just in case

–just imagine

–just in time

–justified.

2 completes

(2∅ is when)

7 is luck

–is week

–is mile

–is limit

–is measure

–is 4 11

7 encompasses.

(7x is me)

3

—however—

is magic.

3 represents

3 links

3 answers

3 stages

3 perfects–cosmically, terrestrially,ubiquitously–and without fail

(3 begins)

8 transcends all of this.

2 shape

— and spoke

2 connect

–and elect

2 octave

–and path

2 all that’s eternally rite…

infinity upended, 8 presents 3’s hidden curves….

infinite love

–Until You’ve Tried It…

lionknocker
 
Opportunity

knock-knocks

hard

on wood
 
 
and asking

who’s there?

it round-houses me

knocks me for a loop

ignoring the knocker,

and with that same

opportunistic fist, too

> the punch line <

apparently.

©Karen Robiscoe

 

 

Move Earth (& Heaven)

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If I were pressed,

to change address,

you bet I’d move to Hades…

I like to grill,

but hate the chill

–of Heaven—

it’s so shady!

Too much cloud,

& boring crowd,

since funner folks are edgy…

Abyss has lip,

from which to flip,

a Pan-made

inbuilt levee…

Yes, every bit,

of time in Pit,

is chance to lounge on shore

–of River Styx–

the crux of which

are handy tools for s’mores…

So, pack it up,

& pack it in

and save a spot near pyre…

we’ll swap yarns

of ghosts, and warm

our vanities at bonfire.

©Charron

daily prompt: moving

Condo-minimum

your house

is where you live

the place you stay?

or where you hang your hat…

Is it a house

–or is it home,

complete with dog and cat?

 home

Is it a spot to bathe and shave–

or do you mark its halls?

shingle fringes,

> oil hinges <

decking every wall?

your house

Is it your crib?

Or do you flop…

Is it a place

where you co-op?

Is it inviting–

walking in?

Is there fighting?

has there been?

Is it time share

–you its roomie–

is it cheerful?

is it gloomy?

home

whatever state of domicile

reflects Gestalt

of your lifestyle…

©K. Robiscoe

Cape Fear

join author Karen Robiscoe at CHARRON's CHATTER for humorous writing, funny verses, and interesting opinions
 
a door mat–

she tired of the

Bull,

and turning it around
 
 
 
~morphed~

into

mat•a•dor.

(easy enough, the bitch was well-read)

Grabbing that

Bull

by the horns, she–

hold up! it isn’t cliché as all that–

ahem.

<

(take 2)

Geographically challenged,

how was she to know she was

in

Pamplona?

©Karen Robiscoe

Lil’ Rough…

golfball-fade

is there a fair way

to swing?

(one that isn’t sub-par?)

One that’s holy?

Let me think on it some more…

Let me Mull again….

ahh.

yes.

(there is)

but only the Green remember

the gallery having long

since

nodded off…

•⌋

Bug•i

little-moth
 
From sea Wall,

I

~fly~
 
 
away home

–word bound—

(tongue-tied)

a Lady

bugged

(hands tied)

as flying

beetles so often are…

a moth

bee-lining

an LCD

glow

that incinerates

(ebb tide)

soothing without saturation

I skitter…

pragmatically eating worms

(caterpillars)

seeding butterflies…

©Karen Robiscoe