george plimpton met jean shrimpton going to the fair said george to jean ‘have you seen a man with a grizzly bear?’ said jean to george, ‘he’s at the forge with the blacksmith’s flunky.’ said george to jean, ‘peachy keen. then all is dory hunky. now i must be off to the water trough where […]
ah tak me home to the velvet loam where once i gang aglee a tossing stones o’er earthy bones in purple reverie tra la in purple reverie
escape was a dream of a hope. was it barely possible? nope. surrounded by trees unforgiving he knew not for long he’d be living. when a suddenly descending hawk landed nearby on a rock and presented a passionate plea. the trees bowed away. he was free!
wheeled ecstasy ambidextrous my soul is on fire and by on fire i mean quietly plotting oh yes murmur your epithet still i conquer wheeled ecstasy
rendered i am become mighty sinister the day unbidden horned i fold away rendered to bliss
how fortunate the eyes submerged to tremble on the fold more rice! help with ardor the unrepentant sand how fortunate the eyes oh yes submerged
prudent enigma whenforth hast thou environed my protective heart the birds are wary clinging like magnetized shavings to the remaining dome wonder of wonders alas the insects the insects alas
trembling joe was a formidable foe he wiggled when i wagged i feinted here he feinted there my spirit sadly sagged in a final thrust i placed my all he danced aside adroitly i fell undone he pulled a gun and winged me by the oak tree
this is a poem not about owls it’s also not about goats it’s mostly about the way cheese is made with a small offhand mention of boats oh milk oh rennin (boat)
There once was a farmer named Bill Who sat on the top of a hill For days and for days, and his neighbor Al says, ‘If he’s not gone, he’s sitting there still.’
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