Don’t be half-assed
(about anything)
Be ass whole…
©Karen Robiscoe
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Blank Sweet Blank
March 6, 2015 
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where is the area
cows like to nap?
chickens to roost?
ladybugs flap?
the one
that you run to,
stretch at,
and bat?
a site
that’s well-lighted
>vacant or not<
& fragrant
with bacon
the breadwinner brought
& basted on fires
kept burning so hot?
a place
that’s unmatched
–but found
when away
a space for your heart
–to call it a day
a’state
–that has gates
but never a saint?
a locale
that’s free–
yet nothing to note,
a castle for he,
but still her abode,
a stead
where your head
has bed
& zip code?
what’s that?
do these hints
make you want
to explode?
I’ll close, then,
the prose, when
you figure out poem
–work it out now
or bring
it on home…
©Karen Robiscoe
It’s been a while since I wrote an idiom-based poem,and in the course of writing a different home poem–an adage-based poem, oh wink wink wink–this one kinda worked itself out. ‘Hope you get a kick, and for the riddle-me-thisser’s out there–the Where’s Waldo’ers?–here’s a chronological list of idioms referenced…
- ‘til the cows come home
- chickens come home to roost
- ladybug, ladybug, fly away home
- home run
- home stretch
- home plate
- lights are on, no one’s home
- bring home the bacon
- keep the home fires burning
- no place like home
- home away from home
- home is where the heart is
- home free
- nothing to write home about
- a man’s home is his castle
- a woman’s place is in the home
- homestead
- homework
Prose & Con(verse)
March 5, 2015 Comments Off on Prose & Con(verse)
after the rain
do you see the bow?
or do you track mud,
wherever you go…
–in steps you don’t measure
–in boots made for walking
in loops,
but not lines,
that don’t lead to treasure?
& after the trials
are eyes open wider?
or do you walk gauntlet,
always the fighter…
–instincts you don’t curb
–in acts that prolong
in loops,
and in lines,
the thing that disturbs?
& after the strut
do you wait in wings?
of stage that is silent,
or hear angels sing…
–in tones that are gleaming
–where sound and light merge
in lines,
but not loops,
of lyrics redeeming?
since after the reign
& after all glory
a new page begins,
–and so does your story…
©Karen Robiscoe
A lil what-what this A.M. An essay I wrote was accepted for publication by journal: Meat for Tea. So yay. I am obviously seeing the rainbow today! Wishing the same for all would beez ought there. Pizza Out….
Maison de Maslow
March 2, 2015 Comments Off on Maison de Maslow
I’d rather live in a glass house
than an A Frame,
as it ‘pears amid
all that construct
–insomnia, libido, and famine run rampant!
(rampant–not rampart)
Furthermore…
I have broken the safety rafter
(the foundational stud)
bouncing as hard I did,
from it
to the rafter
I loved,
having long since
lost hold on
the actuality of self
–I fell—
(faster than a’steam
room)
growing mold
&
seeking stasis…
Karen Robiscoe
Temporally out of order
February 23, 2015 Comments Off on Temporally out of order
2 scoops of reason,
man,
and don’t be a flake…
–when that box is empty
think outside the
serial.
©Karen Robiscoe
Archi-texture
February 20, 2015 Comments Off on Archi-texture
the Walls have ears–
from the
-eaves
–dropping
—down,
to the
shut her up.
But don’t take my word for it….
raise the roof,
&
see for yourself.
©Karen Robiscoe
Re: Dial
February 17, 2015 Comments Off on Re: Dial
Dialing the right number is important, but so is dialing the right phone….
sell phone = telemarketer
courtesy phone = Miss Manners
pay phone = 1-900 calls
iPhone = me
android = R2D2
touchtone = Simon
saxophone = musicians
Dial up = dirtbag
landline = city surveyor
micro•phone = short people
mega•phone = tall people
cordless = new parents
headphone = shrink
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