Horseflies - today's Poem (it's a sort of art object)

 

Cosmos

cosmos     

blue bowl on white-wood windowsill holding the sky

hemisphering an ocean below as elbow-leant head-held

chin-upward I think you are here, blue eyes each day

sealing a cosmos before me in a beautiful swirled bowl

my world left empty, a potential you to fill my portal

on the world where below bright cosmos blow sunny

ever after where my eyes follow the walkway into

the wider, wilder world beyond

Today's Poem is "Sonnet 259 – Special Edition Cheese WaffiesTM"

Sonnet 259 – Special Edition Cheese Waffies^TM

 

He eyes the label: Guru Product Line 5

Confection of deep, pressurized selections

specially wrought for Cheese Waffie ^TM’s Nth Year

 

These Cheese Waffies^TM are denser than others

says snacking Elmore to no one in particular

in a tooth-digging act of dental torsion

that only with sharp traction might he bite,

chomp through corrugated crusty layers

into intense neo-faux cheese filling

a tight, compact waffle with cheese-ish spread

 

A denser chow he cannot imagine

in this or any year no better snack

Elmore draws one from the special edition bag

and for a moment knows pure victual bliss