Tag Archives: verse

Across the Multi-Verse

 

if God is a poet

–and I’m sure that He is

I wonder the number

of writings are His

the number of verses—

there must be a Google!

a quantum dynamic

since God isn’t frugal

each verse

threaded through

with star- composed lines

coiling through black

God likes reverse type

box universe

the planets

are graphemes

with meteor

tittles,

the comets

are commas

the asteroids

spittle

the galaxies

chapbooks

the novas

their end

to one text of many

sky writing God penned…

Lucy Above

>once<

agrees this is so

I got really high, once

and met Her below!

K Robiscoe

 

if butter can’t fly

if Witches mis-spell

and Muses

don’t rite…

if curtains can’t draw

would darkness alight?

if hearts fail to sing,

would eyes

skip their dance…

would lyrical voices

be silenced by chance?

if wind stopped caress

and chatting brooks

muted…

would forks in the road

turn to knives as they routed?

if sunnier

outlooks

are closer than skin…

then radiance true

← looks out →

→ from within ←

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©Karen Robiscoe

Pavlov’s Box

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Like Timmy of TV-land lore

I’ve fallen in a

well

(abyss)

Unlike Timmy,

–of reliable best friend–

Lassie

is dead.

the new Lassie

is a replaceable

Pavlov’s

dog,

and I

–in fact–

might be

that dog.

©Karen Robiscoe

 

…and that’s how cars are made, Timmy

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Mustang liked Pinto

like primer likes paint

drove to a drive in

4 Ford-able date

piston to cylinder

both a V-8

4 on the floor

made 16x great

and RPM later

the Pinto Gas-Tate

upset the muscle

as after the wait

offspring was hybrid

but MPG great. hand_cart

a beetle bug

and monster truck

thought they’d

have a little fun

revving motors

connecting plugs

then after sparks

a Baja Bug!

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 iPhone

had a bone

to pick

with mobile scheming

staged a meet

with GMC

boom! A Smart Car preemie…

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Car-en Robiscoe .;)

A Good Platitude is Everything

 

My

“Once Upon a Time…”

has fallen in the crapper–

My

“Dark and Stormy Night…”

the truer

Ever After–

My

“Sunny Day tomorrow…”

a weatherman prediction–

My

“Humor from the Gallows… “

the truth behind the fiction.

penning gold

prompt: reality, really

that happened to match the DP

of…wait for it…

Adult Visions

o the irony©Karen R