Christmas on the Beach

“The pure white of the Destin sand…”

If I was “Home for Christmas”, a
“White Christmas” it would be:
The pure white of the Destin sand
Beside the emerald sea

The crowded summer beaches
I don’t miss, even a tad:
But empty, there at Christmastime?
I miss that
Pretty bad

Charles Dickens

One my heroes.

I’ve had a lot of heroines
And heroes, that’s for sure:
But I think I will mention one
Who will, no doubt, endure

For Charles Dickens is one such
Although it’s strange to say:
His view of life’s now quite antique
And certainly passé

But yet I find among his words
And stories something true:
The good and ugly in this life
Are mixed up
And through


In Chronic Pain

Assaulted with no remorse.

The illness that’s assaulting her
Does so with no remorse:
Do not say “you’ll get used to it”
Or “It will run its course” —

Just try to understand, and take
Some sympathy on board:
Pain is the one thing in a life
That cannot be ignored

If we do not know constant hurt
We cannot know its fetter —
Do we, in foolish ignorance
Think that we would do better?

Wheatgrass Juice

The benefits are so myriad.

To Be Resolved

We’re entering the final days of 2014 — how did you do on your New Year’s resolutions these past 11.75 months? Is there any leftover item to be carried over to 2015?

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This year past, I did resolve
To give myself a boost
And augment my holistic health
By drinking wheatgrass juice

And so I drank it every day
This protein rich elixir:
For all that did my body plague
This was a liquid fixer

It’s high in anti-oxidants
And good for heart and joint:
(I’ve heard from few pro-oxidant
Adherents on this point)

Yes, wheatgrass juice did everything
They said it would, and more:
I took it daily, faithfully
Until, about
Jan 4

To Be Resolved

Cause and Defect

If only prompts always caused me to have good ideas.

Cause, Meet Effect

You can singlehandedly create a causal relation between two things that are currently unconnected — a word and an emotion, a song and an extreme weather event, wearing a certain color and winning the lottery. What cause would you link to what effect, and why?

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My mind is cluttered and confused
This time of year I’m swamped
So I wish inspiration came
When e’er I read a prompt

I do these daily, mostly
At a speed that is white hot;
Sometimes I am inspired, but
At other times, I’m not

It’s probably the same for you
Dear reader, as for me:
Sometimes I read the daily prompt
And stare quite vacantly

I wish, then, that when prompted
I had something great to say
Maybe, sometimes I do –
And other times
Are like

Hotel Beleaguer

The opportunity of a lifetime.

Life force zapped? Resources meager?
Come stay at Hotel Beleaguer
Fountains full of wine and honey
And it doesn’t cost much money
You can spend the night with me
And the whole thing’s almost free

I just need a work deposit
Like, could you clean out my closet
Do my yard work, empty trash
Feed my dog — in lieu of cash
Credit cards or payment plans
You can use your own two hands

Stay with me, a gem I am
Although, with my pseudonym
I will be in a disguise
Dressed as Burger King french fries
So if all this has you eager
Come stay at
Hotel Beleaguer

[Note – My house looks nothing like the photo, which is of the Bellagio in Las Vegas.]

Subhuman Ethics

The man contemptuous.

Now lo, the man contemptuous
With disagreements strenuous
Those of the past
Were lower caste
And he’s not disingenuous

For only he knows right and wrong
Alone, among the blighted throng
Yes, he knows more
Than folks before
And he can tell you all day long

He looks out over history
Finding humans quite blistery
And cannot ken
How, from such men
Came he – it’s quite the mystery