Saturday, January 13, 2018
Informing the Intellectual
ramble last week.
-Yeah, he continues to search for the dog he
lost twenty-five years ago.
-Wouldn't it be dead by now?
-One might guess.
-Well, then…?
-He’s really looking for the Universal Dog.
-What’s that?
-Don’t know. Just made it up.
-May I look for it?
-Cost you dollar a pop!
-Must you be the brilliant American
in everything?
Labels: American, American Capitalist, dog, insomnia, lost dog, search, searching
Wednesday, January 11, 2017
Serving Each Other On Appletree Lane
Delilah Stebbins loved hearing her
morning bird sing.
Distant, but lovely.
She listened to birds on the net,
but never could identify the species.
“You always wanna find out too much!”
remarked her mother.
Since his accident on the railroad,
Bill Hye couldn’t sleep but a few hours.
His "hobby" consisted of a 6 AM rub of
a wet cork on a glass.
Labels: bird songs, deception, imitation, insomnia, lonely, neighbors, sleep
