MJ blathers

dark poet who loves to laugh

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wind whispered

low roar

wind-whisper, pine to fir

fir to pinch-blossomed rhodie

rhodie to seed-bent grass

grass to yellow, anticipatory smile

daisy’s white petals erect

a-tingle, funneling in

wind-borne news

she twists, glancing up

at evergreens nodding

dancing to the excitement

of gossip

of gossip


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ah, ego

young, slender, wide-eyed fly

overwhelmed by urges

inflates his ego,

pumps air to balloon his head

swelling and lengthening

tiny tubes which support his eyes

beyond sinus pressure headache

pumps and pumps

until his head is massive, translucent

and eyes are as far from each other

as his life is worth

to impress a mate

thus puffed up, the stalk-eyed fly


to confront another male

meeting head to head

to measure masculinity

by the width-span of their eyes

hot air results worthy of any politician

for the same prize:

the right to screw

his constituency

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firs and lone spruce chitter

over tidings spilled

by o’er-flying geese


sway to prattle-tattle

as curious breeze insinuates

among the branches


evergreens pining to hear

shiver in green scent

redolent with excitement


sigh, needled by tidbits

items too scant to satisfy

the itch for whole story


tale grows, stands disagree

branches frenzied in furious dispute

goaded by whiplash wind


gradually calmer cones prevail

‘we will leaf this,’ they bark

the grove quiets to murmurs