Japanese Tanka game

Sing, oh bird in a
golden cage! Sing to your heart's
content. I enjoy
your chirps, songs, and sounds of joy,
peace, and merriment always!
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Walking The Dog.

Whistle for the girl—
Pick the leash up off the desk—
Whoa! Not so eager!
Once around our neighborhood—
Heel while walking near highways!

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Turnip stew...

Bottled cauldron capped
with buds, rumbling turnip bulbs
fill a smoldered sea
fleeing burnt silver soil
to lunge, popping gasps at air.


a V-2 bomb.

In Peenemunde,
I'm tracking a wasserfall,
(Or rather its tracking me)
But I'm determined to blast
Those V-2's to kingdom come.

Utopia

"Utopia or
Dystopia?" This Question
probably pervades
within every aspect of
All and Everything always!
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The Kingdom.

The best a man wants
Is but a chance once in life
To sally forth in arms
Do battle, nobly face death—
For King and country—kingdom…

underworld

Be it criminal
or infernal, seedy or
needy, supernal
Ones avoid The Underworld
with Discernment discreetly.
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The New Order.

Science with a gun
hammers sheet-ripping holes
in our painted veils;
Pavlov with a burning probe
grins paradoxically.


a physiological explanation for the universe.

Hylozoism:
Panpsychism for bozos.
Spinoza's ethics,
Zarathustra charmed the Greeks.
But those z's send me to sleep.

Threading a needle

Steel shaft has one eye.
I have two, better to see—
The thread is a snake
That has to find a hole now—
Why can I not thread needles?



My old yellow car

Old, yellow, and true
my car is, with sputtering
sounds from its faithful
chassis, engine, and muffler;
I love my old yellow car!
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Ending World Hunger.

Ending World Hunger.

Why do we ignore,
The starving millions worldwide
While warring over riches?
Bullets cannot feed hunger—
Feed the hungry, save the world…


A Time Machine

Genes escape the pod
Masquerading as pleasure,
The exit process
Draws the hosts purposefully
Together. Time pioneers.

Midsummer's Day

Glare from crusted cars,
aluminum gold splayed streaks
wound across pavement;
children funnel toward sprinklers
chilled by the twisting of jets.



your favorite queen.

Radiating with
Beauty and exuding the
timeless Wisdom, your
favorite Queen walks down the Path
of Righteousness for her Land.

("Favorite" has two syllables in this Tanka.)
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