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302
Yogurt
Topped
With blueberries and honey
Three-way organic concoction
Cools down my tummy
301
The old gambler
Lived in a small pool cabana
At a rundown motel
On Miami Beach
One evening
We drank several beers
Eat his homemade potato salad and kielbasa on the grill
When it was time for me to leave
Never again would we meet
The old gambler said:
“Save some of your coins so you do not end up broke like me”
300
The old man
Bent over
Walking on the beach sand
His pencil-thin wife
Holding his hand
Most mornings
They pass by around 8 a.m.
The couple told me
They will walk together until the end
299
Squirrel
Collects nuts and seeds with gusto
Grows diversified portfolio
Finds a wife
Simple
Happy
Life
They Jump from tree to tree
Love
Sprinkled
On the leaves that drift in the fragrant breeze
298
I live in the backroom
Rent is cheap
Easy to sleep
Morning trips to the big-box store
Purchase
Extra-large frozen pizza
Two liter plastic bottle of soda pop
No longer bang the drum
Spirit gone
297
I pulled out a twenty
Retail clerk said
“Sorry sir
We no longer accept paper money
Pay only with your phone
All purchases must be known
The Watchful Satan
Is always with us
So we are never alone”
296
They invented the game
Controlled domain
Took the cream
Left behind small change
Now
Their efforts are in vain
Sloppiness
Replaced
Tidiness
The yarn unwound
Lost all strategic ground
Standing at the roadblock
Stuck
Watching cuckoo clock
Tick tock
Tick tock
Tick tock
295
Pot of lamb stew
Bottle of Malbec
Greek peperoncini
Warm rye bread
Soon
Bellyful
Ready for bed
294
My old Cadillac
Has a blown head gasket
I now ride a bicycle
With French bread and wine
In the front basket
293
Five days heavy rain
No beach, but roof does not leak
Glad shack on high ground
292
Pompano Beach
2 a.m.
Old Motel
With Character
Second floor balcony
Eating pepperoni mushroom pizza
Bottle of Chianti
Watching the moon light up the ocean
291
Damn right
We are preppers
World
Is in the shitter
Two years of food on hand
Kitchen cabinets
Full of carefully marked cans
Solar panels on the roof
Giant sized chicken coop
All emergency supplies needed
Preparations completed
Every night
Me and the Mrs.
Watch the news
Drink cans of beer
Feeling blue
World a zoo
Any day could collapse
I wonder how long 10 cases of rum will last.
290
Afternoon rainstorm
Lost all of my energy
Maybe take a nap
289
Sitting on beach chair
Sun cooks oil coated skin
Tide rolls in cools feet
288
Coming into the Hermit’s library
Wife
Said
“I cannot take it any longer”
“I need to dust this place”
Armed
With a box full of dusters
We cleaned a few shelves of books
Then
She
Started sneezing
And
Needed to take a break
Saved
By an allergy attack
Until
Next time
287
Surviving
Decades of storms
The sea grape tree
Wrapped around side of shack
Continues growing
Probably
Will outlast me
286
Pound nails
Into the wood
Continue
Building fences
Blockade
The bridge
Crush
Less privileged
Take away
Safety nets
Use windfall
For military jets
285
The flourishing 90’s
The good life
Would not end soon
Dollars
Scooped up with a gigantic dustpan and broom
Swinging back and forth
Moving mountains of hay with a pitchfork
Shifting sand
Globalization
Moved across the land
Jobs have disappeared
Elites
Now offer peasants
Handkerchiefs
To wipe away the tears
284
Small white bird
Five meters above whitecaps
Floating
Eyeballing
Then
Instinctively
Torpedoes into ocean
Catching prize
283
Spraying glass cleaner
Wiping with a soft cloth
Mirror
Of
My
Mind
Spotless
282
Dark clouds everywhere
Strong wind blows them away
Only 10 a.m.
Hot sun fills the stage
Perfect beach day
281
Silky
First light
A snake
Lounging
On a stepping stone
Catching some rays
Squirrels
Practicing
Acrobatics
In the coconut trees
Birds
Stop
At the feeders
For a quick breakfast
Frustrated
Cat
Needs playmate
280
On the steps of Krak Des Chevaliers
Walking with a cane
Hauling her oxygen tank
The old lady said
“Travel while you’re young”
279
Many balls in air
Busy
Not going anywhere
Purchased
New sneakers
I go round and round the track.
Faster
Faster
Faster
Wind is blowing on my back.
What is it all for?
I cannot think straight.
Change needed
Before too late
278
No rain birdbath dry
Turtle swimming in koi pond
Wife has hot flashes
277
We are slowly moving along.
I’m whistling and singing songs.
The early morning ocean is calm.
Dolphins swim by to take a look.
First mate is down below reading her book.
No need for a life of luxury.
This small old sailboat is enough for my woman and me.
276
She is an enigma who moves effortlessly in the dark.
Far Away
From Curious eyes
Studied
The art of disguise
Always
In control
Of her mystery life
275
It is cooler than normal on this May Southeast Florida morning. I’m on my knees, running my fingers thru the dirt. My hands are dirty and this makes me feel happy. The earth provides and I’m grateful. The vegetable growing season is almost over and I will soon place a light coat of mulch on the dormant garden area. Nighttime is for sitting in my recliner, smoking my pipe, reading the seed catalogs, and dreaming of next gardening season.
274
I was hurt
To gain advantage
You came running to give me a bandage.
I turned around
You sneaked inside without making a sound.
Filling your pockets
With valuables found
Our eyes met and at that time
I was unaware of the crime.
273
Some folks do not like changes.
Break the entire organization apart.
Resetting emotional equilibrium is the hard part.
It is time to do some spring cleaning.
Everything is covered with cobwebs and dust.
Chip away crust
Testing
One
Two
Three
Four
Shake up the beans
Rip the seams
Experimentation galore
Grab a broom
Sweep out the store.
Innovation is never a bore.
272
Simple devices
Erode
Democracy
TV listening to me
Complete infiltration has succeeded
Gadgets
Handle surveillance chores
No need to kick down front door
Privacy
Does not exist anymore
271
Choices
Choices
Choices
What should I do?
Choppy sea
Tourists gone home
Beach all for me
Everyday
I sit under the sun
Drinking
Agua de coco
With Jamaican dark rum
Should I go back and keep marching in the parade?
Play the charade
Or take U-turn
Toss
The instruction manual
On the fire
And
Watch it burn
270
You offer me a chalice containing truth.
Drinking
The cloudy solution
I now see all of life’s illusions.
Listening
I hear the lies.
My mind is clear.
However
The deception makes me cry.
269
Saigon
Restaurant
Eating
Extra large bowl of pho
Looking
Out the front glass window
I see a lady
With a hand out
Holding her child
Staring at me
268
Outdoor bar
Copacabana Beach
Rio de Janeirio
Two ladies
Sitting next to me
Discussing
My old torn flip flops
They say
“Very poor gringo
Not a good catch”
I interrupt and say
“I have come to Rio many times
I’m married
To a Carioca
Her advice
Is to dress down
So I do not get robbed
Always works”
One of the ladies then says
“Your wife is very smart
Dressed like a poor gringo
Also keeps Rio women away”
267
Overripe fruit
Falls from the tree
Rats feed ferociously
Zombies
Spinning
Round and round on the roulette wheel
Blinded
By outrageous promises
That barely provides a subpar meal
Bow down
To the new phantom kings
Worship
Like pawns on a string
266
Vacuum sucking up brain cells
Artificial intelligence
Taking society into the bowels of hell
Creepy and crawling
Along the path to oblivion
The technology masters’
Goal
Is to make everyone reptilian
265
Sushi Bar
Ginza, Tokyo
Sitting next to me
The Japanese Gastroenterologist said
“I could make much more money working in America, but cannot take the food.”
Thinking for a moment
Taking another sip of my sake
I said
“I fully understand
Japan’s outstanding cuisine
Has also ruined me”
The Gastro then said
“I’m doctor
Eat
Drink
I pay”
The Hermit Poet's Ramblings 