
There are lots of videos of swimming scallops. They are sort of bouncy.

There are lots of videos of swimming scallops. They are sort of bouncy.

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Gargoyle
Great in an imbroglio
Atavistic play
Rager for the heads that roll
Got that soul of Klee
Myth-rumor has it that Saint Romanus of Rouen had had the dragon he had vanquished burned at the stake, but the dragon’s throat and head proved flame-resistant. So the Rouennaise threw the head on the Rouen cathedral roof to be a “Ye Be Warned” reminder to demons and other evilmakers that God and his vicar the Archbishop were not to be trifled with. And behold, there came a great rain, and the gargoyle’s throat took in the rain, and it gushed from the mouth, and cathydraulic damage was diverted away, and ever since then some gargoyles have served as rain gutters, and that’s why their voices are gutteral. Thank you, Reader Friends, for reading my nonsensical Bad Pun of the Day. π
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The challenge for today was to make a work of art on a rectangle of card stock measuring two and a half inches bt one and five-eights inches. Since it would be tiny, “tiny time” seemed an appropriate double acrostic. It didn’t take long to figure out end rhymes with an abab scheme, though “exempt” and “pro tem” are not quite true rhymes.
tiny time
thoughtfulness is tax-exempt
indolence is sans souci
none need senator pro tem
yin needs yang as thou needst me
The poem is a distant cousin to the lyrics of the song “The Best Things in Life Are Free.” The illustration is a sort of resonance with “thoughtfulness,” the first word of the poem, reducing a somilar concept “watchfulness” to the pocket-watch “watch,” the king’s jester “foole,” and the Prohibition-era G-Man Eliot Ness “ness.”
Readers, your time is precious, and there are thousands of demands on it. Thank you for spending this Tiny Time with me.

I did this one for certain of my poet friends who are under the influence of celestial signs and portents and are freaking out because astrologically speaking things have gone quite Retrograde. It is an occasion I am memorializing through acrosticizing. It’s the first time I’ve done backwards letters on part of the acrostic spine; it felt right and fun to do so.
Retrograde
Regard the Planets so entrancing
Ensorcelling as they are Dancing — for
Turns of Fortune oft dismayed a
Reaved, regretful Soul who’s strayed
Or reft a Forest of her glade


Silliness becomes a chasm/Poor Procrustes plots miasma/Elephant in room has ‘gasms/Canine warrior: We Haz Mutt./It’s a swamp all fulla grease/All because a two-bit CΓ¦sar/Laughed at all our golly gees.

