sardines would complain! Can I
hold onto this fart?
(Tanka) Sand
A handful of sand
found in a shoe doesn't make
a beach, but it might
resurrect lost memories
of childhood visits to one!
(Tanka) Leaf-blowers
How is it that we
exist, on a lump of rock,
the perfect distance
from a nice warm sun, yet we
go and invent leaf-blowers?
Plans
Is your head full of plans?
My head is always full of plans!
Plans to do the washing,
write poems,
and "where the hell are the delivery men?"
Stuff like that!
They spin around like the clothes in my new tumble dryer.
I'm very excited about my new tumble dryer!
One plan somehow clambers to the top of the pile,
and grabs my attention
so I start down the road,
of following that particular plan
and I forget all those other plans,
those that were previously tumbling around my head.
So what happend to all those other plans,
the ones that were previously,
filling my head,
the ones I forgot,
like - your plans to do the washing,
write poems,
and "where the hell are the delivery men?"
You become engrossed, following that one particular plan,
it was something you hadn't previously planned for,
and you forgot all the others - for now anyway,
until the tumble dryer in your head starts up again,
and another plan somehow clambers to the top of the pile,
and off we go again!
Oh why must life be so complicated?!
I didn't climb
A wiseman can sometimes play the fool.
Although we've put men on the moon - 1969 was a long time ago!
I keep it in my head,
and for this reason
I've had to descend a mountain
I didn't climb.
(Tanka) Cushions
How come an object
such as a cushion which is
meant to be comfy,
and soft, can have such pointy,
sharp, uncomfortable corners?
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