2-in-1...again

Been awhile since I posted last. Been very busy. Yep.

I finished a book by Stephen Hunter entitled The 47th Samurai. Very good book. It was a great American blood-soaked thriller but also gave me a new perspective on the subjects of face, bushido, samurai, seppuku, and Japan's love of porn. I guess they really love white, blond women in a teacher-blows-Johnny porn vid. Anyway, I've got a cool little story to share with y'all.

Once upon a time, there was Uric the Unicorn who was talking to Manny Monogram who was talking about Newton's first law of motion to a one Sandy Solo. That one Sandy Solo was practicing one of her monologues in front of Uric the Unicorn and Manny Monogram who were making unique comments concerning her comic comedy.

How many references to the number one did I make?

Count and post.

Spontaneous Word Poem

He ran to a place,
any place, from elementary school
a person followed in pursuit,
that teacher from LA.

He climbed, they jumped
he slipped, the shouted with
the teacher from LA.

Cops drive, principals slip away, for
they hit, they lie
like the teacher from LA.

School House Rock destroyed him,
other kids were broken,
but he would not be broken,
by the teacher from LA.

They came across the alleyway,
he slipped by unnoticed,
beams of light grazed him as he saw walk by,
that teacher from LA.

He ran to someone, someplace,
any place,
that apartment!
In the dark of a bush
the teacher from LA.

He opens the door-
damn! it's locked!
Smells the sweet lavender
on her cheeks and knows the chase is over
he turns and faces the teacher from LA.

Spring Poems

So much depends
upon
a shiny, earth colored
noisy wrapper
upon a melty piece of heaven
layered in milky chocolate

So much depends
on
Soft, chewy peanuts with
gooey caramel
on the complexity of a single
recipe
and the happiness
inside


So much of Spring depends
upon
the song of animals
in the trees
calling out "Hello. How are you?"
"Just fine, thank you."
replies the fluffy, soft voice
of a Nuthatch


So much of Spring depends
upon
the waking of the trees from
winter's chill
upon the revival of the grass
and flowers