Tag Archives: humor

L(ots) O(f) L(ove)

Old Willie liked her well enough

initially

thinking a coupla’ characters

like she & he

would make a fine monogram

(etc.)

unaware

Wanda

(The Fish)

would insist on a hyphenated

sir·name.

WTF.

KER

Taller Ants

tent_blue

Her personality was like

a very old

(and improperly corked)

champagne,

a little carbon-dated,

and she wasn’t the happiest of campers, either.

way too: pinkie extended

pre·Tent·ious,

and glue·me,

I was nevertheless

stuck on her.

© Karen R.

the Log•in my I


 
eye made a mistake, eye fixed
 
 
 
 
my spectacle

(s)

my Shade

(s)

my 3D vision

(s)

seeking to replace the write eye

that was log-jammed, and irksomely would•he

with rat pack finesse.

~the left I established long ago~

exchanging shattered glass

(still)

kaleidoscope colorful

& loupes

(still)

daring & dizzying

& faceted view

(still)

reflecting the million seen

(s)

for unsplintered lenses…

dangerously flimsy, but there were no contacts

fitting horn rims with

double convex,

rhinestone detail,

& tortoise shell

plus choke-chain lanyard,

& while this fresh outlook

is ordered…

or· gone ·eyes

is glaring in magnified detail…

is stylish, mirrored, & polarized…

like a blind man’s

is bi, tri, and my focal

exclusively

it’s shuttered my

3rd eye

in Coke bottle

goggles,

safe, but pointless

and

eye

can no longer

see.

©Karen Robiscoe

 

Holy Hitching Post, Batman!

Batman

the Penguin

married Poppins–

–and Batman: Dracula,

the one was due,

2 shaded views,

the other

—maculas–

impaired by light

the Darkest Knight

went bats for pointed tooth…

Wonder Boy

went on to wed

–his Bread–

and what a wedding!

until the toast,

when guests disposed,

of bride with tasteless spreading…

(no big surprise)

since super-size

of bride begat baguetting

Mr. Freeze

dug

feline sleaze,

–the woman known as Cat

but pose she struck

was frozen stuck

when ice-man dropped to knees,

a sculpture that–

–graced punch bowl at

the rites of fellow thieves…

the Ridd’lah next,

wrote witty text

for vows employed in lieu…

but lost his wife

who failed to cipher

words to say: “I do”…

no punchline sung,

from twisted tongue,

just teleprompted clues.

yes, Batman and

prime-time brigands

–had lives off TV set–

that packed a punch

¡KAZOW!

(and lunch)

though Joker’s still on deck.

batman balloon

©Karen R.

if U like Piña coladas…

Tell me all your troubles...

If you order a double,

can it be single malt?

 

If you have one for the road,

Should it be Jack?

 

If you spill your ice-less drink

is it still neat?

 

If you’re a mean drunk,

is it ever Happy Hour?

 

If you stop in for a quick one after work,

can it be Sloe Gin?

 

If you die ordering a drink,

is that Last Call

…or Final Words…

 

Do dyslexic drunk drivers get IUDs

instead of DUIs?

 

6th Sense

5_stars

stars & storms & stolen stuff

feet & hands & hands you bluff

marooned & moonwalk

–roll & rock

lakes and senses

done o’clock

smackin’ palms &

brittle fish

kickin’ back &

smokin’ this

cigars & sadness

e•le•ments

share this common

–can you guess?

©Karen Robiscoe

 

the “Where’s Waldo?” of this…uh…pentameter…;)

stars

category 5

5 finger discount

feet

hands

5 card draw

Maroon 5

Jackson 5

Great Lakes

senses

quittin’ time

high 5

starfish

take five

pot leaves

5 ¢ cigars

5 Lamentations

5 Elements

 

 

Knows 4 numbers: 1, Infinity, Ole Blue Eyes, and Pie

tao_wisdomshe was my

five o’clock shadow

skippin’ skeet

6 of 1

and half-dozen of the

other

7 come eleven

and kee-razy

8

a solid 9

number 9, number 9, number 9

on the

EGBDF

scale

FACE it.

It balanced out…

weight! weight! weight!

(the power of 3’s)

there’s 1 or 2 things you might not know

(alphabetically speaking)

first—she didn’t believe in time

and

B,

she couldn’t tell it

(it heard, but didn’t really listen)

and

in summation,

only used clocks

as a verb.

hickory-dickory

duck.

©Karen Robiscoe