Category Archives: Sheer Poetry

Buffalo Joe Kills a Fly and a Gnat with as Single Swat (there were no pigeons around.)

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On display for all to see who were able,

”It is eye”

Said the gnatty, gnat, gnat on the nose of the fly

Who was perched on the nose of an irritable guy;  “Take that”.

And the irritable man, he swatted away

At the fly on his nose,

And the gnat (there he goes),

As his world went awry, said “goodbye”.

And the irritable man with the tie in his hand

Completed the Windsor knot.

And tucking at this and that around the collar until satisfied that “handsome is as handsome does”

(He loved this tie a lot),

Except for the spot

Where the fly had landed.

So happy he was  that the fly was now gone. (the fly never really knew what hit him on the return approach).

The gnat by the way, was just that, In The Way.

And the hand of the  man went SWAT once again

And returned to his image in the glass in the lav

And perfected the  knot in his Brooks Brothers tie and said “Dang,

I’m a handsome man.”

So….what do you think of your brown-eyed boy now Mr. Cummings.

By Lee Broom. A spoof of Buffalo Bill’s Defunct by eecommings.

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Love Makes the Rounds (before & after)

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I have a file that I check every few days for birthdays and wedding announcements and the like. I have another file for all the comments and attaboys and warm, warn fuzzies sent my way. The first file is called The Lover. the second is called Accept The Love.

I get occasional backup from Facebook though I prefer earlier methods of just about any kind. A few decades ago, historical time references changed from BC to BCE. I wonder when it will change to PFB or from AD to AFB.

Lee Broom

Space Dust

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How many millions are in a trillion?

How many leaves in a forest?

How many souls exist in forever?

How many came before us?

 

Where is it written?’ Where are the answers?

Where is the heavenly Chorus?

When did the Big Bang Beget the beginning?

Is the answer there before us?

 

What if I told you I knew all along?

What if you held a Thesaurus?

A new interrogative might have an answer

Or perhaps it would simply bore us.

 

By Lee Broom

“I feel like CRAP!!!” Part Four.

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Crap is a feeling

Its been two weeks)

The fever still with me

My body reeks

Of sweat

And Swelter

But today I crapped

Hurray.

 

But the fever and the chills

Seem here to stay

Bring on the pills

The aspirin

The chicken soup.

Today

Is the day

To get well.

Go tell

The birdies.

There are quail in my garden and a wren on the patio eating the crumbs I spilled at breakfast.

How healing is that?

How healing is that?

 

By Lee Broom

It’s Not Really Dancing.

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It’s not really dancing.

It’s the joy that we share.

It is deep within us, it is always there.

Some call it Love. It is April. It is Home.

The Gift of Life; we know where it’s from.

 

We clap. We hum; will it disappear?

Perhaps we lack focus. What now do we hear?

The Sound of Silence?

Are we lonely now?

Yes, for the moment.

The Stillness of Tao.

 

Harken the rhythm. We’re not apart.

We hum. Yes, We listen to the beat of our heart.

We hum with our pulse. Really? We hum.

And then…..

We rise up and dance.

 

But it isn’t really dancing… not really… is it?

 

By Lee Broom

Love Makes the Rounds (before & after)

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I have a file that I check every few days for birthdays and wedding announcements and the like. I have another file for all the comments and attaboys and warm, warn fuzzies sent my way. The first file is called The Lover. the second is called Accept The Love.

I get occasional backup from Facebook though I prefer earlier methods of just about any kind. A few decades ago, historical time references changed from BC to BCE. I wonder when it will change to PFB or from AD to AFB.

Lee Broom