Schrodinger’s Hippopotamus
Your pearly whites gleam in the midday sun, But soon your eyes will close and you will sleep; There will be no dreams behind your
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Plastic Food
The oceans are awash with our debris, As plastics from our lives flow down the drain And travel down hewn channels to the sea, Where
A Nasal Quorum
You prowl and sniff the air around your pack, With outsized ears you wear just like a crown Atop a cloak of matted, mottled brown;
You All Fall Down
Balanced on a rock Orange sneezeweed in your mouth; You drop in the heat. This is a Haiku, inspired by recent research which has found
A Disappearing Shadow
Dappled silhouettes amongst the trees – A lost memory of verdant lands. Your fragmented impressions Have disappeared from view; All that remains is An empty
Some Bed Bugs are Chromophobic
These parasitic insect pests, Crave sanctuary that is sanguine; As most unwelcome, picky guests, They flee the hues of gold and green. Lilac and
Some Unfortunate Boars
There once were some pigs north of Java, Whose warts needed a balaclava. Whilst a new study found, That their numbers were down; Endangered without
Going North for the Winter
I feel the powder beneath my feet; A sickening howl to the south, But I know that I am safe And so I dance with joy.