[Martin Elster]

Donna,

"Startle in REM" is a poem I wish I had written. I love it! The talking dog in the penult line is great.

Martin

[Donna English]

Glad you liked it Martin, hope you'll join in!

Ann, are you working on one? It would be great if you joined in.

As you can tell, I've got way too much time on my hands lately, here's another Spherian.

Can Itch or Meal

I have a hard time choosing—broads or food?
Prosciutto nestled under two poached eggs
with hollandaise on buttered English muffins,
or perky tits and ass, and shapely legs?

I bet the best would be a combination;
a nibble on a nipple dipped in brie,
a glass of wine—no wait—change that to sake,
and sushi-serving geisha by the sea.


Michael Cantor

[Ann Drysdale]

Can Arrow?

From the burning nortons of the dry salvages
He slips in sidey-ways to grace my pages.
He’s tickled my fancy and he’s pleasured me
Since God replaced his pretty little butter-brain with Brie
And spread it on a cracker with swipe, swipe, flourish
To feed my sense of humour with a nibble and a nourish
Till it slips from my fingers like a hot hash brown
And collapses on the carpet with its cheese-side down
And Butter-Fingers giggles like a trickle down a drain
“Ho-ho – I told you so” again and again.
Birthday poem for a friend – better than a cake –
N-n-n-n-nineteen? – do a double-take.
Inviting acquaintances to cocktails at Lalage’s
To feast on their foibles and enjoy their allergies?
He’s a shit-hot critic and he shoots from the hip
"And he “Walters” his zinnias with a drip drop drip"

[Donna English]

Orwn you been spoofed!

Ann that was hysterical, loved the nnnn-nineteen and cheese side up, the subtle love note throughout. Orwn will love it.

Keep them coming.

Donna

[Susan d.S.]

HILDA DOOLITTLE
H.D. O'Little O'Laid

"Little-laid?"
Marianne, more so.
D’oh!

[Donna English]

Susan, that was really clever! Marianne Moore so, ha! Good one.

Here's another Spherian.

Cynical Ad sans-Love

If you want to kiss, hold hands or hug
get lost, I’m only in it for a hump.
Let’s ride, I’ll close my eyes in case you’re ugh.
Don’t worry if you’re not a Donald Trump,

as long as you’re not violent or diseased—
a dormant case of herpes is okay.
Married or engaged? You will be pleased
to know I won’t wreck home or wedding day.

Send photos of your penis--not your face.
You measure up, I’ll email time and place.


Cally-Conan Davies
I cheated and used an extra s in the anagram

[Cally Conan-Davies]

You awful awful AWEFUL woman! You are now officially OFF my kissing-wish-list!

Right - gloves on, DONNA ENGLISH!! I'm coming after YOU!!!!!

()

Cally

p.s. xxx

[Orwn Acra]

Ann, I do love it and it is hilarious. Thank you. I am printing it out and saving it and you can't get any better than the first and last lines. Meanwhile, all I've been able to make of your name is "A Dandy Learns" with the first line "Bosie at the Bauhaus..."

[Cally Conan-Davies]

La Shinning Ode

no, I didn't spell it wrong
and no I don't mean 'sinning'
and no it's not wrong tense for 'song'—
I mean to kick her shin in!

(for Donna English)

[Ann Drysdale]

Orwn - I'm so relieved! I'm delighted you have taken it in the spirit in which it was truly intended. I wasn't so much spoofing you as outing myself!

But although I can claim that first line, the last one is all your own. Remember this? (post #11)

http://www.ablemuse.com/erato/showthread.php?p=190583

I am sorry to have taken nearly nine months to fulfil your request! Please (one day) finish what Bosie has begun - this dandy has much to learn.