Imagine If
Imagine, said the porcupine if buffalos could fly, If ocelots would only dine on elderberry pie, If silverbacks played paddy …
Tag: Glenn Meisenheimer
A Single Day
A Mayfly lives a single day So every moment counts. Her time is metered out to her In minuscule amounts. …
America’s Crossroads
Because they have their mortal fears Of terrorists in bandoleers, Of men who marry other men And girls who might …
Yellow Headed Son
Good night to you my yellow headed son The scion of those long exploded stars. Who knows how many species …
Pink Flamingo
The Pink Flamingo Trailer Park Was on a cul de sac, With Highway 4 in front of it And …
Three Doors
Behind this door my past resides Immune it is to change. Although sometimes I look in there I find it …
Broken Things
She filled her life with broken things, A blender on the blink, A teapot with a little chip, A …
Requiem for Materialism
We work, we sell our life away in shifts. We think of paychecks as if they were gifts. Ephemeral, they …