[In memory of 9/11]
A series of dire events . . .
Broad daylight
Turned dark
Nightmare shock
Impossible
Among the rubble
Heaps of bloodied flesh
Panic crash
Remembering the sorrow
Hope for tomorrow . . .
poem
Impulse
Words are uttered,
Never to be retrieved,
Reaction in motion.
Only imagination
Can avert
The hurt.
Compliments
Words with some return,
Diminished if insincere
Turn to flattery.
Summer Pork Plate
Barbecued pulled pork
Paired with garden tomatoes
Side of fresh squash chips.
Overtures to Code Red
Image: Pixabay
Quake I
Overwhelmed by faults
Crazed and puzzled for a while
Mother Nature shrugs.
Image: Pixabay
Quake II
Earth shattering moves
Mother Nature turns over
Deadly consequence.
Royal Vexation
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Princess Beulah blows her top when she learns her royal crush, Prince Roland, celebrated his birthday without inviting her. She unfriended him from her Facebook and dropped him from her Snapchat. Taking out her bejeweled diary, she writes:
He’s just another minion,
A bunion to excise,
An onion not worth crying over.
No longer my major attraction,
I shall speak to my father,
And ask him to make way in his dungeon.
Watch out, Rolly, old flame,
Soon your head will fall
And permanently adorn my wall.
The First Folly
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Trouble in Eden
Adam and Eve fell from grace
Succumbed to evil
An apple a day
Not a good way to begin
According to God
Adam and Eve’s lapse
Start of original sin
So the story goes.
Floral Salsa
Sway of the flower
Moved by a breeze, or a sneeze
Dances like a tease.
The Quiet Perennial
Silent eavesdropper
Secret life of a flower
A natural spy.
Everyday Diva
Always demanding
She thinks she is royalty
Has to have her way.
Cartoonish antics
Reflected in her selfies
Though no one dares say
Quite a tongue lasher
Temper tantrums her mainstay
Her crown is for play.
Karina Pinella 
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