Supermans Gift to Lois Lane
Supermans real benefit to Lois was naught, After all,
Children of psychotic parents cant be blamed;
Misunderstanding social interactions language happens.
Some folk fail to advance beyond elementary clabber.
Their gradual adherence to larger norms proves, repeatedly,
Extensive villainy from intelligence-seeking mad scientists,
Shows dispossessed peoples confused mores.
They morph into manumissions of wild, but unhelpful sorts.
Cultural credit maxed out, such prattlers prove lethal,
Moreso than kryptonite, multiple job losses or
Nursing stations bereft of Cheshire cats.
Alices wonders about going dancing with madness, again.
Meanwhile, Ms. Lanes knotted over ecological charges,
Tsks human agents, ill-tempered bank managers, disgruntled
Lectures on syntax, via distance learning channels; no point
in harming hostages;
Profits require live victims, wry wit, strong stomachs.
Fames illuvium rarely becomes the province of tribal
Planet Kal-Els seeds were eaten after roasting.
Such tiffins, penultimate at best, rest uneasily on young
Their pong smells for galactic miles.
Widowed young, those gals advise windowsill gardening,
The cultivation of vegetables, fruits, other foodstuffs.
Womens acts, within whose auspices,
The worst nostrum remains, credentialed like electromagnetic
Also, sometimes mistaken for bluestocking wonder.
In truth, our Daily Planets better served by golden
Fat sand rats and armies of pregnant tarantulas.
Geopolitical surgeries, like risk aspiration,
Require anesthesia even for gelatinous beasts and cultural
Another Wave-Washed Fire Opal in Hollywood
Two beach glass pebbles with shared chromosomes,
Watched high tides scoring our childhood home,
Yet Malibu lightning leaves you suffering alone;
Were segmented by the salt and the sea.
Gilded gift wrappings suppress actual needs,
Tiffany fixtures, gin, fog memories,
Unlisted numbers quell quieted deeds;
Im mere words on an answering machine.
Lush wardrobes bait ineffectual dreams,
Parents view becomes graft of esteem,
Plus purchased embrasures make integrity lean;
You shore up our compromised family tree.
Kissy-faced strangers pander you utterly,
Mirrored distortions, their discourse is southerly,
They hunt your fine treasures, want your moneys
Theyre happy to hide truth below shorelines dutifully.
When happens that funeral, to unanswered love,
Measured enlightenment cancels wisdoms above,
Ethos revival looses when purchased friends
Just my eye waters left to cover your stone.
Runaway Mamma (In Two Part Harmony)
So many engines blast the past on FM.
I think on high fraternity shoulders,
Nights flavored with marijuana-wine,
Certain sanctuaries salvaged painting space for me, who
Pumped iron, laid emotionally naked, in the sun,
Teaching classes by the get go.
(The Best Times).
Still, my daughter creates havoc early,
Chasing cats while cottage cheese gooks,
Dumping Duplos into toilets.
Springtime's softly gone. Goodbye!
Fishers squat bankside,
Flower sales deck wide the highways.
Such my husband softwares normally,
Playing bridge, with lunch and talk
Reading fancies summer evenings;
Soliloquy; I've run away, since
Park bins regularly ban Pampers.
No man follows. Absconded womans delight.