it’s a good dog sits
the green or the black olive
he likes pimento
he’s a friendly spitz
and barks at the bull run loose
on Chinese New Year
or slow boats go by
before the fourth of July
when he goes crackers
Poetry
it’s a good dog sits
the green or the black olive
he likes pimento
he’s a friendly spitz
and barks at the bull run loose
on Chinese New Year
or slow boats go by
before the fourth of July
when he goes crackers
as a practical
part-timer clerk in clockwork
administration
may cancel renew’d
subscriptions by de facto
lack of interest
in a waiting room’s
unimportance an event
at dawn earlier
perhaps I tell you
a secret ingredient
is adjust enough
of more that pesters
mind over after the fact
as a bushel peck’d
is a rule of thumb
whereas the ol’ nag may nose
& wait a grain bag
lentils & pintos
a saddlebag a horseshoe
the kettles’ pot-luck
a box ‘this way up’
reins bow a small pegg’d pup tent
hailstones a bucket
inside they scramble eggs
& bean sprouts about a pound
twist ’ems o’clockwise