Detect the fault lines in a stubborn peanut shell Wet-nose the whiskery cat Feel the points he makes out of soft pads Let the large leaf ant explore your jungle … Continue Reading Keep your focus, please
Don’t commenton my dirty shirt,if you please.I am not inclinedto change it,lest I have bad luck again.This morning, the skyfavoured me with gull droppings.At lunch, it was blueberrieswithout a bib.Then, … Continue Reading Shirt tales
We come from the Sun,they say to me,from the wrong side of my ear.But why?Why for?I mumble in cotton.For answer,they show their hands,oven-mittened.See. See our thumbs.They are wide.Splayed and strong.We … Continue Reading We come from the sun
Is there a ForeverWho can scope the great mindA yolk in an eggThen what is beyond the eggMonkeys and typewritersad infinitumThink your deep thoughtsand they surely will write ‘emStories of … Continue Reading A theory of nonsense
All murky she sat, with her palindrome pen, as she flavoured the localized ether. And her Hallowe’en cat was asleep once again, as it lay on the carpet beneath her. … Continue Reading Ghost writer
Old Man. He come every day at twilight time. I hears the bony drum, cicada’s hum. He wear raggedy clothes, canvas cap, yellowy beard. And his work he does. Cranks … Continue Reading a working man
Gimme those geometries, those triangles and squares, Dimensional anomalies, to tesseract my cares. Compasses and sliding rules; protractors are the rage. And, adding and dividing tools put answers on the … Continue Reading The cunning linguist
What happens up there on that day-faded see-through moon? (A long long sail, by any nautical standard.) No one is certain. My scholarly theory says there are silent factories dug … Continue Reading Once, in a blue moon
The fish in that sea they came seldom and sparsely they were most of them babies of a fingerling’s age But, Rose married one, see? and don’t judge her too … Continue Reading the thyme has come, the walrus said
whiskers are self-aware we think they train themselves and have a care and so avoid the sink the sharpest razor surest hand might catch them in the pink but the … Continue Reading Cunning, no less
Hah! Squeak now, smelly one! Study me, damn me, with your hatpin eye. Not much can you say. Not much can you hear with your velvet ear. We don’t need … Continue Reading IT’S A TRAP!
Ahhh..I am so tired. But, a story I will tell you, for your little ones. Harvey, of rabbit fame, thought himself a rakish Jack of Knaves. Such a suave countenance … Continue Reading Harvey and the flying machine
We mumbles, yes we mumbles, and oftentimes we screams. Depends a lot on Mister “M”, Director of our dreams. We stumbles and we fumbles, through the achy breaky … Continue Reading Mister M.
mmm.. was it that hot dog I had off the coffee truck? wrapped in plastic smelled a little funky ate it anyway found a peanut, found a peanut found a … Continue Reading 25: Go ask Alice
hey! I just got back from pikkapak and I don’t know why I came. It’s an asteroidy bric-a-brac like in the viddy game. It’s big enough to have some fun … Continue Reading These aren’t the ‘roids you’re looking for
He waits for me, each night, of late, in the cottony caves ‘twixt longer dreams. The script: I’ll be born once more from ectoplasm, and flutter down on nightwings, like … Continue Reading This thing