Saturday, September 17, 2011

Beaver Sighting


Bandit: Breaker, breaker--This is the Bandit, I got the hammer on the floor and looking for more on the I-70 heading west at mile marker 95 coming out of Kansas City—on channel 2-4 anyone got their ears on, come back?
Rock: You got the Rock on channel 2-4 heading towards Denver; I’m at the front door–mile marker 100 heading west. Bandit change to channel 2-2, come back.
Bandit: 10-4, changing to 2-2. Rock this is the Bandit, I got the back door–seen any bears in them woods- come back?
Rock: Ease back on that hammer Bandit we got a Papa bear in a plain brown wrapper at the 99 mile marker, come back.
Bandit: Thank you kindly Rock. Whatcha hauling, come back?
Rock: Life is better with Coca Cola, come back.
Bandit: I’m at the Ball Park with some Angus beef franks, come back.
Rock: Bandit, we got a beaver sighting at the 103 mile marker doing a double nickel—repeat a pack of beavers coming at you with their top down. Got a pink one and the sun is shining bright, come back.
Bandit: Repeat, did you say a beaver pack, come back?
Rock: Should be coming up real soon—four beavers with their top down in a shiny red convertible, come back.
Bandit: That’s a big 10-4, Rock– and they’re smokin hot.
Rock: I’m heading to the Golden State of California, come back– been rolling since 3am.
Bandit: 10-4, hooking up in Wyoming the Equality State—gonna suds ‘em up and find me a sleeper leaper at the pickle park, come back.
Rock: That’s a big 10-4, I’m dancing solo—got me a honey back in San Antonio.
Bandit: Roger that Rock, thank you kindly, this is the Bandit signing off-catch you on the flip flop.
Rock: That’s an affirmative Bandit, Breaker, breaker--you got the Rock heading west at mile marker 175 keep your wheels on the ground and your tool well oiled—anybody out there got their ears on, come back?
CB Radio Slang
On the floor and looking for more: accelerating to full speed
Front door: first truck in the convoy
Back door: last truck in the convoy
Double nickel: 55 miles per hour
Papa Bear- State police
Plain brown wrapper: unmarked brown vehicle
Beaver: woman
Flip flop: on the return trip
Sleeper leaper: working girl
Pickle park: rest area known for working girls
Suds: beer

Smile!




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hilarious
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Thursday, September 15, 2011

No Labels




Flexitarian
Pescatarian
Vegetarian
call it whatever you want
I Don’t Eat Meat!

I woke up the other day
thinking I knew
WHAT I was.
I was wrong.
I got an education in
the many types of vegetarianism
It is more complicated than I thought
apparently I’m NOT ONE
nope-- none of the above.
I actually thought I might be a Pescatarian
for half a minute
but I’m NOT that either
Sound frustrating?
All I know for certain is
that I don’t have any health problems
bleeding hemorrhoids
indigestion
or weight gain.
I exercise
I take my vitamins and
occasionally when the dust bunnies
threaten mutiny
I even vacuum.

I love Netflix
and frozen juice bars
peanut M&M’s
banana smoothies
salads, stuffed Portobello mushrooms
kale
and macaroni—of any kind
Actually I could live on the stuff.
Tofu is okay
Soy or bust
beans and peas and lentils
and curry and tacos and salsa
and fish and eggs and cheese
and ice-cream
gotta have that!
Life wouldn’t be worth living
without my ice-cream
and dark chocolate.

So WHAT I am-- is not even
close to a vegetarian
nope not at all
I just don’t eat meat.
I don’t color
inside no stinking lines
neither.

So call me whatever you want
I’ll still be blessed
with the right combination of
genes
locale and
skills.
Go roll that
in your
Å°ber hoity toity degree
and smoke it! 

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Write  a poem using the following words: flood - crying - lost - hope - fun - laughter - rough. Words may be used in different formats (for example: cry, crying, cried) 


A downward spiral
has sucked my brain
into an alarming flood
of multitudinous meanderings.

Exotic monikers
light up my screen
new and old
parading requests
to come and have fun
let’s play games
text and extol
fanciful tales of joy
and woe. You are among friends.

A veritable montage of
learning follows
from a newborn’s first  hopeful cry, to
old best friends who have died too young
and others that married the football captain
the proctologist, and the now homeless
comedian as he muses on future
High School reunions.

Idle laughter distilled while
tracking
through
the thick confluence
of a rough relational glue
sold for a click
amid lost days
spent
dodging real
hopelessly caught up
in playing
pretend.

**Disclaimer—a creation.

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

I Don’t Eat Meat



Listen up okay, because I’m only going to say this once--I’m a vegetarian.
I don’t eat meat. 
I’m not a NUT.
I do eat  nuts, vegetables, fruit, noodles, soy, mushrooms, and beans.

Are you aware that they inject all kinds of antibiotics into that meat you eat?

Yes, that same food supply and those same corporations that are actually causing and perpetuating WORLD HUNGER, because we humans could be eating the grain that they are feeding to the cows, that could live quite well on GRASS, if we didn’t destroy the topsoil in this country’s heartland; livestock and chickens that are being injected with hormones to make them grow bigger and faster and forced to live in filthy cramped conditions, just so they can be slaughtered sooner to end up on your high priced plate next to that tiny gray vegetable that you cooked to death instead of steaming.

So I’m not saying that you shouldn’t eat meat, I’m saying that I don’t

and I would appreciate it if you stopped pushing your opinion down my throat
because opinions are like assholes,
everyone has one and they all stink.
And if you think that your shit is ICE-CREAM,
I got some swamp land in the desert for you.

Here, let me spell it out for you,

V- is for vegetables-fruits and grains, heart healthy nutrients feeding the world.
E- is for educated in diet and nutrition.
G- is for I’m game to kick your gamey ass—so don’t try to mix in any meat with that rice.
E- is for educated—is there an echo in here?
T- is for taught new and interesting recipes.
A- is for able to find plenty of viable alternatives to the protein equation.
R-is for ready to retrain my brain.
I-is for independent, so don’t get any smart ideas.
A-is for action and yes, I still have ALL my marbles.
N- is for NO, I don’t eat meat that means no red meat, no fowl, no pork, no lamb, no deer, alligator, rabbit,
 road kill, worms or insects even if they are dipped in CHOCOLATE.

Do you have it yet?


Moon


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Harvest Moon

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Sunday, September 11, 2011

Remembering 9-11-01



Imploding towers
piled tons of ash and debris
atop shattered lives.

Terror brought home, 
snuffed out by solid leadership
remembered by those left behind.

Loved ones remembered
our country united
faithful and steadfast.

Cautionary note
to those of that ilk
we will hunt you down.

There will be a reckoning
We will not forget the day 
that changed our world.


Saturday, September 10, 2011

Rapunzel



Rapunzel, Rapunzel let down your hair!

Come on dearie
don't be so Grimm
there’s nothing left to fear.
The big bad wolf
evil prick that he is
is fooling with some
naive Red Riding Hood
on Facebook
and the wicked enchantress
has roared off
on her broom
to see the fall colors
on the southern rim
of the Grand Canyon.

It’s okay to come out.

Olly Olly Oxen Free!

The bogey woman has left the building
went out for a mocha frappuccino.
She got bored
this story is too predictable
so she went off
to scare up a new Prince.
All the evil turds are gone
Rapunzel
and you’ve gotten the pink slip.

Wake-up sweetie
It’s going to be okay
it was just a nightmare
Yeah- you got banged up a bit
but you made it.

Rapunzel –it’s time to escape
from your ivory tower
maybe go for a makeover.
Color those roots
get out of that frumpy dress
invest in a manicure.

Seriously
you are among friends.
You are a survivor.
It’s over!
And like they say
at the end of the story
And she lived

Happily Ever After!



Friday, September 9, 2011

Please vote for my story on Reader's Digest
Thank you!

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Make Me Hot


Make me hot
I want to sizzle
like an egg sunny side up
with my edges lightly browned
crisp
no humdrum lines
or snot
diminishing a
first impression.
I want them
to inhale
my scent
like hungry dogs
hot on the trail
of a
meaty
thigh
bone
dripping
with
drop dead sinew
and pearly white
panache.


Thursday, September 8, 2011

Your Taste



You are dark and scathing
hinting at forgotten pleasure
bribing my subconscious
beneath a cloak of sultry red still
you continue to whisper my name.

Tempting rogue
you alone know how to
twist my desire
and color my lust.

I am a nun
and solitary.

This phase will
forge
my chain
secure my allegiance
rebuild a bold character
and transform my prison
but I shall die
before I
forget
your taste.

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Emotional Muggers


An Emotional Mugging

is calling up your family
expecting an earful
but getting
an exploding doormat  instead.

is thinking your friends
have your best interests
in mind and finding they’ve
relished eating your heart out.

Emotional muggers
know something
nasty about you
and aren’t afraid to use it.

Emotional muggers
can cripple you
with their love.


Tuesday, September 6, 2011

First Friday- Poetry Slam

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Spiders

Spider ling’s balloon
over tiny strands of silk
thread- trapeze artists.

Steel spiders muscle 
circus owner, draw sideshow
acts to live wire.

Spider vein try-out’s
announced in carnival ad
beach sandals welcome.

Monday, September 5, 2011

Tall, Thin, Young and Gassy—pidgin poem




One sistah from Kahaluu
stay
carving
into da
banyan tree
next to da
Hygenic Store.

She waitin on Kimo
da kine moke neva even
graduate Castle High School.

Da tita
get one zit da size
of one forklift
on top her
nose.
Pretty soon
she gonna pop da bugga
da ting going ooze
and she going use 'um fo
fill-in da kine words
into dat tree.

Words like
I gonna get you fo dis, KIMO
I not playin wit you
no more games-- gangsta.
I like wrap your brains round dis tree
wat you tink, I no life.
You tink I
going stay hea foreva.

So she tink and she write
some ting else into dat tree
dat no one eva going forget.

It say,
Kimo like sleep
wit ladies undawea on, cuz
he got one ting for -- red lace BVD’S


Dat going fix da bugga.

She smiling now
like she wen release
one huge
onolicious fart.


“Kay den, she say,
my work
pau hea
wea  you like go?”

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Trending Pointless




I admit it
I am
not the sharpest knife
in the drawer.
Actually I hail from
a whole set
of dull knives.

In fact, the sharpest one
is currently afflicted with
a pitting problem. No cure
missing some stainless parts
if you know what I mean.

It is surprising
shocking really
that not even one
sibling in the drawer
has an ounce of steel  
or any hidden alloy
of any cutting edge value.

Apparently
when the big guy upstairs
was doling out sharpeners
we all
skipped class.

I must admit-- I’m worried  
the makeup exam
appears to involve
massive pumpkins
and no one’s trained
in carving
except of course
our distant cousin
an ancient
serrated edge
with a long handle
sketching a subliminal
outline.

Friday, September 2, 2011

Multiverse--cinquain

More than
One--is it true
that there is more than ONE!
Maybe we’ll get one more chance to
survive.

 Matter
 exists, to learn
 our origin, stars
 progress, energy amplified
 study.

 Science
 Mathematics
 divide reality
 Quantum theory resides within
 space time.


Thursday, September 1, 2011

Capt. Tommy D.

http://blip.tv/habilitat/captain-tommy-d-at-habilitat-hawaii-long-term-rehab-program-5513585

My husband--giving back!

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Breakfast at the Villa


Apollo is beginning
with a plastic appetizer
the meal
a cutback sleeve of
a five gallon bucket
fashioned to house
a large dog’s dish.

It is his.

We know this because it
has a large red A on the side
unlike his brother’s
which has a large red R
for Rocky.

They have access
to all the amenities.
These pedigrees
needn’t
bend down to eat.
Gracious NO!

This clever design
keeps their dishes
at shoulder height
a comfortable level for dining.

The cook is late
and Apollo being
extremely advanced
for a bull mastiff
unlike his rather vocal brother
who is whining
doesn’t voice his disdain
but instead has
brought his bucket
to the front overlooking the ponds
and will diplomatically
start
alone.

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Getting Out from Beneath the Rubble


I’ve been putting it off long enough.
Yesterday I took a step towards
stirring the crowd.

I found
and relocated some
rather important tomes.
I made progress.
I approached the mammoth
and tried to saddle it
the tonnage clear
roping not an option.

Intent on putting my plan
into gear
I sorted through
the who does this belong to
the what
why and how much
dust had accumulated
reasoning that the one inch pile
could stay
but everyone else
had to go.

I don’t care for slackers.
Most of them left quietly
the days of debauchery over
they were corralled and herded
towards the car
and loaded into the trunk
next stop the LIBRARY.

The connivers next to the nightstand were next
unread in over six months
they were out of there
replaced by the next have to reads.

Then I marched upstairs
to look at the schemer pile
next to the sofa
that seemed content
to stay put.
No threats or
hysterical comments
voiced from that group
so I relented and gave them
another six months to collect
interest, which seems to be at a premium these days.

I think I will issue a press release
or have a PBS show featuring them.
You know, revive interest in the classics
get them on Oprah’s must read list

In the meantime I have
been evaluating and editing
a new
beast that I’m taming
set in Hawaii
(not mine) saved
on a flash drive
but I’m going to
have to ration myself
after all
there is more to life
isn’t there?

Hold on
I think I have a book on that
somewhere.


Monday, August 29, 2011

Habilitat's Last Saturday Poetry Slam




http://www.viddler.com/explore/habilitat/videos/43/


Featuring Connie D. and the Residents of Habilitat

Habilitat--the place of change

Habilitat--changing the hardcore into the responsible for

Who Do You Want To Be?

Brownie Bites


Rich dark chocolate squares
evoke Grandma’s warm kitchen
mouth watering memories
heaven’s triple sweet reply
to snotty little cousins.

Gratification
is eating a chewy baked
treat and cooling off
with your friends under an
red low flow fire hydrant.

Shrewd brownie judgment
demands that you sweep up crumbs
if you don’t want ants
sharing your picnic basket
or hitching a ride back home.

Saturday, August 27, 2011

End Times

Human trafficking
cacophony surpasses
chirping myna birds.

Yellow sun rises
behind filthy mock dwelling
rooster crows three times.

Street rules prevail now
no apparent religion
only hungry dogs.

Friday, August 26, 2011

Blue Horizon

Blue bottle grouping
silent float on the water
pushed in by the tide
Pink and Blue gas-filled bladders
appear old warships full sail.


** Tanka

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Thirty Balls


Thirty Balls

give or take
that’s how many
I took
with me
to the Koolau Golf Course today.
Eighteen made the return trip
to wait until the next round
where if they are blessed
they will escape and find a new home
flying left
when they should’ve gone right
taking a sudden detour
deep into the lush green vegetation
dark with plovers pigeons,
cardinals and common myna
chirping on
about the many different
species of
earthworms and the sudden
onslaught of
U.F.O. Sightings
reported
in their neck of the woods.

Hawaiian Birthing Stone

 
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Monday, August 22, 2011

Grasshopper

 
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Enabler 101

Definition of ENABLER:
enablers are people who by their actions make it easier for an addict to continue their self-destructive behavior by criticizing or rescuing.
one that enables another to achieve an end; especially : one who enables another to persist in self-destructive behavior (as substance abuse) by providing excuses or by making it possible to avoid the consequences of such behavior




Slam Poetry shows
up at Habilitat in
the Fall. Shut my mouth.

A survivor speaks
Letters to a Prisoner
amazon.com

Denial loses
taken over by rebels
gets new perspective.

Conquer addiction
drop the victim at the curb
it’s a new classic.

Watch Olelo in
September or October
Connie D. returns.




Sunday, August 21, 2011

Saturday, August 20, 2011

Sleeping Beauty



I write
because
the truth
is a
sleeping beauty
likely
willful
tomorrow
picketing
against
me.

Friday, August 19, 2011

Obsessed

From Mohonk New York

From Mohonk New York

Obsessed
since I quit
smoking
the scale
persuades
I promise
to have a
short memory
.

Thursday, August 18, 2011

K.I.S.S.


Keep it simple stupid
I say keep it short stupid
I’m getting gray
waiting for
the film
to finish
the sheets need to be changed
my dogs are howling to eat
I have a life too
Keep it short.

I need to do my workout
go to work
load the truck
and wash at least three loads of laundry.

The winds are MORE than EIGHT MILES AN HOUR
on the WINDWARD side of the island
GET a new ANEMOMETER.

Time is running
its marathon
and I’m lagging behind
I’m in the thirteen minute mile group
and I can’t understand
why you keep talking
because I can’t breathe
because I’m pudgy
and out-of –shape
And I’m going to DIE
maybe not today
but soon America
Keep it short.

Say what you mean
Mean what you say
Keep me interested
Keep it short.




Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Bufo Toad

 
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Making Headlines

I’m calling Ripley’s
I’ve heard of walking the dog
but I can’t believe
what I just saw this morning
I can see the headlines now

Unleashed cat walks free
pet trails behind leashed Shih Tzu
captivates neighbors.

Monday, August 15, 2011

WHITE


White wedding
Dress
Veil
Doves
Rice.


White chocolate
Coconut
Whipped cream icing
Ribbons
Balloons.

Soap
Bubbles
Robes
Wine
Towel-wrapped
Geese
Origami
Paper
Snowflake.

White
Face
Paint
Threads
Magic
Lies.

White Noise
White light
Mushroom clouds
Sand
White caps
Ivory
Moon.

Chalk
Lines
Crayoned
Plaster
White
Knuckled
Outlines.

Ghost
White mothballs
(Death’s perfume
sealed
in cellophane.)


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