June 27, 2014 
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31 flavors
–like 26 letters
just isn’t enough
32’s better
a sure bet
it’s phatter
it makes the
gut flatter!
a cause
and effect
that’s due
to its batter
like swiss cheese
it’s holy
like whiskey
it’s smoky
its tater tot
topping
tastes like gnocchi!
it’s shot through with glitter
and scoops of grey matter
on ninety-ninth purchase
you’ll meet the Mad Hatter
–to wonka the way
through factories of mind
emerging or not
as 33rd kind…
©Karen Robiscoe
daily prompt: the 32nd flavor
June 26, 2014 3 Comments
when it’s time to repose
do you sleep without clothes?
is your doze
one of those
with your bits all exposed?
in the buff
in the raw
so everything shows?
–minus cap
–missing socks
from your tops to your toes?
your torso
disclosed…
your legs
without hose…
your knobbies
your floppies
your knees
and elbows?
who knows
how it goes
when your engine slows
if you’re too hot to handle
or frozen in robes…
June 26, 2014 1 Comment
Al’s exiled
to desert aisles
K’s Halls will Bard no slur
and Nick the Teen
has split the scene
to grind a smokin’ Twerk
See, Margarita’s
beaten feet
–for jeers Maria stays–
with buddy Jauna
those hot chicanas
anglicized their names…
©Karen Robiscoe
June 23, 2014 6 Comments
The very nature of
Internet “friendship”
is 2-faced
now int it
iThink the term
frenemy
was coined therefrom,
z’matter of fact but–
–hold up a sec’…
…
Yep. Yep.
Wikipedia says so,
and in Wikipedia we trust.
Genuine communication
is unedited
unapplauded
& possibly unmonitored
didja ever google
think?
…
‘think maybe we are all catfish?
Not one of us
a starving child loading
a less fortunate dot org,
but catfish?
Not one of us
artist but sketch?
Not one of us
“of the flesh” people
but Pod people?
you know–pod people?
(soilent green)
Bottomfeeders and
suckers abound so it’s
a good thing spiders eat fish–
–hold up a sess’…
…
koff-koff
…
putter-putter
…
rummage-rummage
….
God what is that?
lalalalalalala…
>algae<
…mmm…
…..whatwasijust–shit!
*sound of
webbed footfalls;
chair pulled out,
cushion whooping it up*
click-click
…
Yep. Yep.
Wikipedia says so,
and in Wikipedia we trust.
but as the ladder fish
iThink iPrefer
the term
“gill-able”
©Karen Robiscoe
June 22, 2014 3 Comments
sMelting, i–
arranged iron
among flame…
‘forged
heat-activated
boomerangs.
©Karen Robiscoe
June 21, 2014 3 Comments
phrilled
phrase-sia
blooms in
wormed
“would’s”
lilt of lilies leaps from
tongue
to pen
sometimes back again
furrowed “see’d”
reaps
rose (of) scent-ences
and great composting
piles of
sh*t, too..
(pew!!)
Irrigation comes
from wind spit
since I eau
& a storm surge
>never hurts<
though soil may lay fallow thereafter
(or not)
directional
light bulbs
used in
lieu of solar heating
& surplus bulbs
contrary Mary buries
(strapping students on hippocampus help)
to germinate until Spring…
©Karen Robiscoe
June 19, 2014 Comments Off on Sinseer
That truth can be
stranger than fiction’s
a saying
but truth is,
–the truth is–
more often mundane,
a hit-the-snooze
clock to
tick-tock the days
–the laundry,
–the errands,
–the bills that you pay…
the truth is, my couth is
much more intact
than verses I’ve written
more fancy than fact
those starry-eyed stanzas
are my “inner” girl
who loved a boy once
in a whole different world
but truth is, that youth
has grown to her own
1st blush yet in mind
to pen rosy poems
the woman I am
is utterly loyal
+20 years plus+
to the very same
boy
(le)
& truth is, that truth is
(boring)
my cooking job, too
would leave readers snoring
and that’s mostly* why
I wander my mind
to rifle the boxes
the truth left behind.
©Karen Robiscoe
*95%
5% = nunya
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