by Think In The Morning | Dec 6, 2020 | Words |
It is a giant slothFrom the Montana wetlandsWhose Siberian ice mask melted.Nothing but another dinosaurResurrected by the enthusiasmOf funny little scientistsCompelled to work. Displayed in the museumMunching along between these giant lobsters and sharksHe looks...
by Think In The Morning | Nov 30, 2020 | Words |
Bird WaitingCan be more dangerousThan faking the answerTo a geometry question. Consider of thoseWho drowned at seaHow many others successfullySkirted the Straits of Magellan. Instant heroes.We will always remember them. But yesterday,While I watched from my windowIn...
by Think In The Morning | Nov 23, 2020 | Words |
A Bee Bent limbsLaden with fruitMind growingLike a tuberShe sinks and swaysDrunk on the honeyFouled by the last flower’s nectar. Buzzing, sun-bakedSquint eyed and smilingThis eunuch beastMessengers loveBetween petals and matriarch queens. Through reticulate...
by Think In The Morning | Nov 19, 2020 | Words |
Analytic Geometry The symmetry of my lifeCould be a sequence of mirror imagesOf days, weeks, or years,Divided at, say age thirty; But, of course, it couldn’t beBecause the life cycle is well knownTo advance in stagesStill Youth they sayResembles the older ages and...
by Think In The Morning | Nov 15, 2020 | Words |
NOTE: Poets Are Always On Time by Peter Lit is available at Matson Mercantile in Elk, Gallery Bookshop in Mendocino, on Amazon/Kindle and directly from the author. Peter and I are old friends. Not close, old. We both ran bars with live music on the Mendocino coast...
by Think In The Morning | Aug 11, 2020 | Words |
Once upon a time on Pops Diddlyops farm there lived a chicken, Mrs. Hen, a rooster, Mr. Cock, and a worm called Oscar. Oscar liked to squiggle around in the soft loamy soil outside the chicken pen. One day, Oscar poked his head out of the soil to see what he could...
