[Carl Copeland]

Here’s a bit of doggerel I just dashed off to make a point in a discussion. It was so much fun, I thought someone else might like to have a go.

When a wisher knows full well
what is wished for won’t just well
freely from some wishing well,
making wishers rich and well,
what’s the point of wishing? Well?

[RCL]

I hear you!

Still Still

Still thinking sounds

still on a page
though still are breaths
unseen or read

still latent breaths
said silently
when lips are still

said aloud
or voice recorded
still though sounded

still leaves me breathless!

[Carl Copeland]

Cool, Ralph! I was going to suggest squeezing in another meaning of the word, when I suddenly realized it’s a derivative of distill. Now why didn’t I know that?

[Carl Copeland]

Any charge you made I’d second,
so you chose me as your second.
You misfired and he shot second.
All was settled in a second.

[RCL]

New one's a winner!

Anent "Still Still": Yes! All writing is distilled thought of distilled experience. I’ll drink to that.

[RCL]

Since I'm still awake:

Gravity!

Some verse is grave
and gravitates
to human graves
and grave grief
or grievances
and most are grave
when graves are filled
with gravel piled
to gravid hills
by gravity
and gravesite names
are engraved
on gravestones
in a graveyard

[Carl Copeland]

Another good one. I take it you're an early riser, Ralph. Can't be more than 4:30 in the afternoon in LA.

[RCL]

Yeah, retired and irregular.

[Carl Copeland]

Snappy dressers cannot bear
(if their very souls they bare)
thinking that the best-dressed bear
goes about completely bare.

[Carl Copeland]

Hold your laughter, humor us,
though it was quite humorous
how he broke his humerus.