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Little pomes by Badley Newscomb
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The Bear

A rustling twig
A crackling leaf...
"Who...who's there?"
It's me.
The Bear


Back-porch Beer Piss

A golden parabola
splattering noisily on the car
Of the hillbillies downstairs


Beaver's Morning

After a good meal of milk and fishes,
I was ready to begin my day Cold it was this morning in the wildwood
My breath made clouds
My jaws were stiff and sore
From the gnawing and the biting of the day before


Only the Hollow Sound

Only the hollow sound of my footsteps
Only the hollow sound
Echoing
Echoing
Into the deep blue night


Sci-fiku #1

Death is a black hole
Falling into the white light
~Event horizon


Graffiti Haiku

Unable to shit
Sitting here broken hearted
-Yet I only fart


Virgin Mary Limerick

Once a pious young virgin named Mary
Conceived without losing her cherry
She said to her beau
"Joe, it's far-fetched I know..."
Who scowled as he answered: "Yes, very!"


Sci-fiku #2

Eye-stalks protruding,
And yet such a gentleman
~Her extra-special guy


Roses Are Red

Roses are red,
Violets are blue
Fuck you


My Secrets

Broken glass and flames
Guard my secrets


Existential Limerick or: "I Stink, Therefore I Am"

The mathematican Descartes
Was so incredibly smart
He knew that he was
Existant because
He cleared out the room with a fart


Sci-fiku #3

So many planets
Living worlds ten thousandfold
-No intelligence


Least of Lions

Though I am surely weakest in my pride
And often cold and damp within my den
I'd sooner be least of lions
Than mightiest of men


Late Winter Haiku

Observe the blank page
Dormant seeds beneath the snow
-Words wait to blossom


Dreaming of Brazil

Summer
Softly folded in the arms of sleep
Ocean
Yes my Amazon lover's eyes are cool and deep
And the taste of tropical music is so sweet
As I lay dreaming
Dreaming of Brazil


Scifiku #4
Oh, the color green
So rare in the galaxy
-Is this Planet Earth?


The Mammoth Hunter

Hands made to grip heavy spear
Clumsy at keyboard


Haiku Limerick

Once by an old forest pond
From under a maidenhair frond
Off a moss-covered log
Jumped a little green frog
And splashed with a watery sound


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