“Best Seller”
by Jeff Santosuosso
“This’ll make me famous!” he bellows
eyes like Saturn with its rings
gaseous golden enormous
as he revolves around his poetry
in the slow arc of joy
He’s made his best-seller list
Again
Buys another round
Insists on slapping his cash on the bar
Insists on winking at the bartender
Wiping the mug frost off the bar
“Keep it friend. There’s more where that came from.”
“This’ll make you famous!” I hoist my mug,
our suds flying ’round
gaseous golden enormous
as I revolve around his joy
in the slow arc of brotherhood
He’s made my best-seller list
Again
I buy another round
Insist on slapping him on the back
Insist on winking at him as he imbibes
Wiping his chin on his plaid sleeve
“Keep it friend. There’s more where that came from.”
“That Moment”
by Mike Berger
A Moment In Time .
She had a nasty cold. Both her
eyes and nose were red.
She fixed her eyes with eye drops
and took a decongestant.
The dinner was just an hour away.
She wanted to look her best.
She had an elegant blue gown
with blue topaz and accessories
to match.
She waited impatiently for the limo.
The floor bore tracks where she paced.
Anticipation oozed from every pore.
She stuffed two hankies in her cleavage
as she left.
The roast pheasant was a delight.
The wine was from a vintage year.
The ambience was soft and romantic
and the chocolate moose was superb.
It was then that her nose started to drip.
She fumbled franticly for a hanky, then flushed
everyone’s eyes were on her: she chocked out,
“I know I had two when I left home.”
“The New”
by John McFarland
50 cents is the new penny.
In the Red is the new In the Black.
Looking is the new job.
Bored Silly is the new Too Busy.
The Rapture is the new Dream Vacation.
Jockey is the new Givenchy.
Blistex is the new L’Oreal.
Valid Bus Transfer is the new Jeep Cherokee.
Nothing, but nothing, is the new payday.
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