by Mike Hauser |
monkeys talk and they make sense
about as much as the business men
in central park on their lunch break
or after dark when they escape
monkeys dance to the disco beat
like the hooligans on city streets
weaving in and out of traffic lanes
forget the face, forget the names
monkeys yawn in college class
then raise their hands as if to ask
when you grade is there a curve
have they heard a single word
monkeys love their party hats
and extra special party masks
it all seems odd but then again
it all makes perfect monkey sense
by Beauty In Poetry |
Calm was the sea where I stood,
The rays of the sun like daggers incising the waters
Now and then a small breeze disturbing the stillness
Nothing could disturb the blue sky not even a small cloud.
The sandwich I was eating filled me up,
Waste not and the piece of bread thrown into the water…..
Within a second a school of sardines surrounded the food
As a parade of glorious proud swans appeared
Detaching lunch was ready.
As Swans are often a symbol of love and fidelity,
And because of their long-lasting, apparently monogamous relationships,
I felt somehow disturbed to see them behave as wild hooligans
Fighting for their hunger.