John, thanks for the interest. I can't post the most recent look at Keats, but here's one, below, a bit shopworn, as a place holder.
Douglas, Glad you saw it and liked it! It may be back to take a bow. You may have seen this one:
On Last Looking into Hefner’s Playboy
Much have I traveled where no man grows old,
where surgically shaped women lie and preen
round sunny L. A. pool sides. As a teen,
I knew the narcissistic playbook cold,
and through my youth and midlife blithely trolled,
heedless of the geriatric scene.
Never thinking years would dull the sheen
of buxom Barbies in the center-fold,
I now feel like a scanner of dark skies
who looks for newborn starlets but finds porn;
or shriveled Hef himself, whose bloodshot eyes
see sirens in retreat—and charm outworn,
all lust a bust, hangs limp in his demise,
breathless, upon the Disney Matterhorn.
Appeared in Ghost Trees (Kelsay Books)
Last edited by RCL; 09-12-2017 at 10:27 PM.