hard words and hard work
you try and retry
compete and complete
always my hero
indeed by my side
truly my furthest and nearest warmth
you light me
– by mary ann blinkhorn
Note: In this piece, I’m referring to the old meaning of funky – something that’s cool or admirable.
if you should have me pinpoint it exactly
you were right to trust an honest eye
the eye with much light
salt air moistening brand new poem
self-portrait cheerful and grateful
moved
further back into my psyche
jumping out of the box
crazy paint chips loudly applaud
a crisp, must-see dream
the irony, debatable
upward punchy poets must move on
sky advanced to
a crack of sunlight behind curtains
by mary ann blinkhorn
state-of-the-art
state of the artist
state of the art
state of the artist
……………….
knock out a wall
go out in the sunlight
stroll along in the moonlight
there are no wall-climbing solutions
………………………………
think, breathe, speak, create, laugh
gasp for air and rejoice in it
sing your song in giant measures
tap your fingers on ordinary walls
those that form positive structure and don’t crumble
……………………………………………..
and as for those bitter parentheticals
lose them
by mary ann blinkhorn
horn fly
jingles in sunlight
poised on a cow’s bell
zzzzzzzzzz
tick-tock-tick-tock
ding-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling
snort
“Wha?”
tweet tweet, tweet tweet, chirp
vaarroom . . .
distant horn sounds
vaarroom . . .
tweet tweet
zzzzz zzzzz zzzzz
“A fly?”
swat, swat, slap . . . .
long yawn and sigh
eyes closing
tick-tock-tick-tock-tick-tock-tick-tock
zzzzzzzzzz
in a crazy mood
eating gingersnaps
indigo blue light below
ding-dong
snort
“Wha?”
rat-a-tat . . . rat-a-tat
bang-bang-bang-bang-bang
“Yeh, yeh, yeh, I’m coming! Grrrrrrr!”
tramp tramp tramp tramp
sound of door opening . . .
“Are you coming to work today?”
“Oh my stars! Yes. I’m sorry! I’ll be there in fifteen minutes.”
by mary ann blinkhorn
-a very silly poem, please forgive me! Lol…
mypenandme 
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