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Touching, what thoughts   Leave a comment

Tell my ma to take the first instruction,

By Frank from Cork: You’ll be educated

As teaching scholars’ quotes reach reduction

Through Opera Chamber Music created.

Arthur Nussbaum provides the illusion

That issues as diverse as goldfinches

Confront the Natural Heir of Tucson.

Understandably, Joyce’s atmosphere clinches

What over the years has become standard:

When you read the thoughts of Bolly the Moon,

Please read it alous, like an old Grand Bard;

Say to Gus, thank you, and with Molly Bloom

Share your insights and your love– your passion–

For Joyce notebooks last longer than fasion.

Posted August 8, 2024 by phringo in Poems, Thoughts

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Pride of Pillowcase   Leave a comment

Pride of Pillowcase

Following the advice of the early

Somnambulists, I scooted to the store

To buy groceries and venom,, while Hurley

And Governor Lynch regarded the door.

Samples of aerodisiacs swam through

The Air, like Temple Ionics in Spring,

Or the Boss Porous Estate, made anew,

During the Pride of Rebellion, in Ming.

Adroitly, I pillowcased the Pony

I had borrowed that morning from Oskar;

He owed me for the time he was stony

(And I drove him to Winslet in Bob’s car).

When Bread Helliger became Manager,

Tosca laymen withheld the dowager.

Posted August 8, 2024 by phringo in Poems