Sunday, December 31, 2017
Thursday, December 21, 2017
Friday, December 1, 2017
Christmas Songs for Krishna
We sang Christmas songs for Krishna
on the day purple turned to black
and Buddha came to El Dorado
astride a chestnut yak.
Poseidon took a nap in Egypt
in the shade of the great Sphinx.
Jesus and Mohamed went to Stonehenge
and played a game of tiddlywinks.
Eros drew back his bow
and sent an arrow into outer space.
Ganesha was in Machu Picchu
playing an upright bass.
Freya and Hecate went to Las Vegas
and had a girls' night out.
The Flying Spaghetti Monster went to the river Styx
to fish for rainbow trout.
Our Lady of Guadalupe
danced barefoot in the snow
as Athena gently kissed Krishna
underneath the mistletoe. - Jeff Barnes
on the day purple turned to black
and Buddha came to El Dorado
astride a chestnut yak.
Poseidon took a nap in Egypt
in the shade of the great Sphinx.
Jesus and Mohamed went to Stonehenge
and played a game of tiddlywinks.
Eros drew back his bow
and sent an arrow into outer space.
Ganesha was in Machu Picchu
playing an upright bass.
Freya and Hecate went to Las Vegas
and had a girls' night out.
The Flying Spaghetti Monster went to the river Styx
to fish for rainbow trout.
Our Lady of Guadalupe
danced barefoot in the snow
as Athena gently kissed Krishna
underneath the mistletoe. - Jeff Barnes
Wednesday, November 29, 2017
Late November
Once fiery leaves
now fall ahead of the snow.
The trees look half dressed. - Jeff Barnes
now fall ahead of the snow.
The trees look half dressed. - Jeff Barnes
Wednesday, November 22, 2017
Doughnut Variations
Every spring
my love and I
drive to the mountains
of Eastern Pennsylvania
to see the doughnut trees
in full bloom.
Legend has it
that no one who has
ever entered a doughnut hole
has come out.
When my grandfather,
relaxing with a cigar,
blew smoke rings,
the ghost of my grandmother
snatched them out of the air,
dunked them in coffee
and ate them.
Paleontologists digging in Montana
once found a fossilized doughnut
in the rib cage
of a Tyrannosaurus rex.
My most profound
childhood experience
was seeing Heaven
when I looked through the hole
of a doughnut shaped cloud. -- Jeff Barnes
my love and I
drive to the mountains
of Eastern Pennsylvania
to see the doughnut trees
in full bloom.
Legend has it
that no one who has
ever entered a doughnut hole
has come out.
When my grandfather,
relaxing with a cigar,
blew smoke rings,
the ghost of my grandmother
snatched them out of the air,
dunked them in coffee
and ate them.
Paleontologists digging in Montana
once found a fossilized doughnut
in the rib cage
of a Tyrannosaurus rex.
My most profound
childhood experience
was seeing Heaven
when I looked through the hole
of a doughnut shaped cloud. -- Jeff Barnes
Tuesday, November 14, 2017
Ode to Mr. Peanut
He's an urbane winsome dandy
with his white gloves and his spats,
his elegant ebony walking stick,
his monocle and his top hat.
He's a smooth-talking persuader,
a metrosexual fashion plate.
Not even a perpetual calendar
has had as many dates.
Glamorous models, princesses, and movie stars
have all fallen under his spell.
His magnetism is amazing for someone
who keeps his nuts in a shell. - Jeff Barnes
with his white gloves and his spats,
his elegant ebony walking stick,
his monocle and his top hat.
He's a smooth-talking persuader,
a metrosexual fashion plate.
Not even a perpetual calendar
has had as many dates.
Glamorous models, princesses, and movie stars
have all fallen under his spell.
His magnetism is amazing for someone
who keeps his nuts in a shell. - Jeff Barnes
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