Even Okies say/
I’m heading to the ugly/
part. I dont see it.

Just because you don’t/
answer doesn’t mean I don’t /
worry about you.

If she won’t meet you/
half way, don’t even think of/
going all the way!

Ironic that in /
Stillwater I am wearing /
orange underwear.

I watched an egret/
land in a prairie pond. He/
lifted my spirit.

In one week I have/
insulted two cultures. How/
did I turn so old?

A man on Facebook, when told a group of women needed a poet as well as a cabana boy, made the arguement that “..no words need to be spoken.” I responded:

A woman’s largest/
sex organ is her brain. Her/
ears and eyes, portals.
(OR)

A woman’s largest/
sex organ is her brain. Her/
ears are my portals.

He was tempted to/
describe lunging and plunging,/
(just to make her greener.)