Sunday, May 21, 2006

word verfication

aqram
tqlaw
zzviar
ghalm
xezwzao
adxme
vntteqlk
uhbifckr
lunss
xvejeetg
bfmscw
yetkata
fmmsdo
csmsefzz
rvnokay
hnepka
nxgjpv
zovuwmaw
lajepwla
cgsem
aqbavpua
dvaavj
nkqntzt
ugiopn
lvwxdqiy

rqvjr
vegpm
bcepi
clctj
wvhxrvc
bbzmvla
zlxsc
fmqzzf



pwotz
mtuyo
hlplmyg
jkqamigb
srlepfmy
qvywvlsn
oowkrbgu
rhnjypqz
ctabuuiq
bkmxdr
pbqnmzqe
qvhlgjk
qsjgzhcy
urhwmf
jfqhjl
coydff
czdfx


tncdspb
mkpeu
xpaxdz
onggrit
zoncthar


ciptza
oyklcq
thggud
gkleht
fmzsvk



ylqmjbc
rqxnxrfc
gxskeklq
rlvkdih


koccozh




"word verifications" collected while commenting at various blogspot blogs
a work in progress ...

Friday, May 12, 2006

street names, a la hai ... ku [bless you]

barcelona street:
there's no south barcelona;
why is there a north?


tarragona street:
the oldtimers will always
call it railroad street


zarragossa street:
one r? two r's? no s's,
only z's? who knows?

Thursday, May 11, 2006

[untitled]

scumbled galloping hoofbeats
of a thousand gleaming black steeds
white moonlit foam streams
from a thousand glossy flanks
to the cold hard sand

Sunday, May 07, 2006

Dreams for barking dogs

from BotF Poetry Slam, 2-27-2006

raccoons on the roof
the pizza guy at the door
cats rabbits burglars
chasing the prey of his dreams
the sleeping dog barks softly

Song for Kevin Arnovitz

from BotF Poetry Slam, 2-17-2006

Rottweiler puppies
large bumbling clumsy
fierce cute
try out needle sharp teeth
on the table legs
on each other

Persian cats
regal in flowing coats
of tabby and smoke
try out razor sharp claws
on the upholstery
on each other

puppies get hookworms
leaving bloody diarrhea
on the Bokharas

cats get hairballs
vomiting them up
into your shoes

small but inconvenient
facts of life
bearable because

the puppies
will grow into
imposing companions loyal guardians
in gleaming armor of black and tan
and ivory teeth

the cats
will grow old
purring contentedly into your dreams
napping in your lap in the recliner
by the fire

except for those misfits
who rip the faces
off small children
or whose faces
are too pushed in
to permit proper breathing

the caretaker
the one who wears the red and white S
must be
the Job who splits babies
the Solomon who suffers boils

kevinarno
will be
turning over the keys
to the Houses of Persia and Rottweil
moving out moving on
to observe and chronicle another nature
red in tooth and claw
surely a more civilized pursuit

Time to go

from BotF Poetry Slam, 2-2-2006

You might be leaving, but I've already gone.
I've looked back, tried to prove my history.
Now I'm standing at the foot of bridge one.

Mapped my life to the streets of Konigsberg
With all the bridges washed out to sea.
You might be leaving, but I've already gone.

Filled out the forms, the applications
To become someone else's employee
Been looking for new bridges to build.

Thought at first that I'd only lost to Ivan
But there were more: Wilma ... Katrina ... Charley ...
I'd show you, but the businesses are all gone.

How do I prove the work that I've done,
The network analysis, the modeling,
When I can't even find past employer one?

No Red Prince or Blue Prince or Bishop
Can ride out from Schloss or Kirche to save me.
I would be leaving, but I've already gone.
How do you cross bridges when there are none?

Saturday, May 06, 2006

Descente aux enfers

Dancing is all about architecture
Pondering this, the decent ox infers
That the decrepit awks in furs
First got permission from the prefecture

They started off with a lecture
Demonstrating that lox incurs
The same penalties as socks in verse
Or at least, that was their main conjecture

When you arrive at the dance
Coming from Hakushu, Japan
Remember, they got there in VANS
For all the underworld's a mountan stage
Go forth without socks, be of good courage
Dance barefoot, leave your shoes at the edge