A German Man-i-cure
Mein Very First Knockwurst vas in Berlin There Done That mit Suzi and the 7 Dusseldorfs und I zed to … Continue reading A German Man-i-cure
Tag: poetry
Concerning the Drops
Concerning the Drops I could sit quiet or lie were it not for the arrow of retrospect. The declaration … Continue reading Concerning the Drops
Tattler
Tattler Rail trail whispers, red tulips scandalize daffodils brook rushes rumor. Continue reading Tattler
Things Lost in the Fire
I am Alice, the medium I seek the way I bow before you I am not the enemy … Continue reading Things Lost in the Fire
Katya M. Cartouche
Katya M. Cartouche was a stage name she had inherited from the gypsies although that was of little consequence … Continue reading Katya M. Cartouche
Wonderland
The jabberwocky knew of a time when the pitter patter of rain drops on the roof outside the window wouldn’t … Continue reading Wonderland
A Fresh Impression
Maybe I should pull it out of my ass; the unwritten memoir the poems the pain the not soon-to-be forgotten … Continue reading A Fresh Impression
WWII Movie Tanka
The Monuments Men retrieved the greatest private art collection stolen by Hitler and the Nazis because no war should eclipse … Continue reading WWII Movie Tanka
Never Say Die
Never surrender to defeat your passion will carry you over the rough patch that mud bog that huge cavern called … Continue reading Never Say Die
Hanging By My Thumbs
I really couldn’t do it cut the cord, that is. I needed balls. Pumped up on your best wannabe’s, … Continue reading Hanging By My Thumbs
