Two Poems for Christmas and the Feast of the Epiphany

Epiphany In the straw burrow farm mice. Get a little closer and you’ll see Nits in baby Jesus’s hair, lice, And a house snake in the olive tree. There’s beer on the breath of the three Sage men sitting under the olive tree, Playing games of cribbage, Ushering in a new age. The pieces are…

Didi and Gogo Feted with Lifetime Achievement Award

A country road. A tree. Against the tree a bicycle. Quick! Gogo! What the hey? I was sleeping! Why can’t you let me sleep, Didi? The need for your heinie’s beauty sleep notwithstanding, Surely you’ve not forgotten we are to be feted, you hopeless hobo. I could use a new pair of shoes, though I…