Friday, April 29, 2016

Weekly Worded

      Meditations on Mona Lisa

Let's say Mona Lisa
always smiled, that her smile
was more captivating in person
than in a book or on a postcard,
but that her poplar wood panel
is still comfortable
after 500 years,
that her oily complexion
hasn’t cracked,
that long museum lines
haven’t tested her patience,
that 9.5 Euros is a cheap date,
that Leonardo isn’t smiling,
that an Italian painting
can speak French,
that a hanging
is different than a lynching,
that at night when the Louvre closes
other paintings are relieved,
that having no legs
may be a blessing.

Friday, April 22, 2016

Weekly Worded

            The Name Game

    “Jean, your order is ready.”
    “Excuse me, but my name is Jene.”
    “That’s what I just said.”
    “No, you said Jean, but there’s an ‘e’ at the end.”
    “I’m sorry. Jeanne, your order is ready.”
    “There’s only one ‘n’.”
    “I only said one.”
    “No, you stretched it to two.”
    “Okay, Jeane, take your damn order.”
    “And there’s no ‘a’ either.”
    “I didn’t say an ‘a’!”
    “Yes you did. I’m a very close listener.”
    “That’s Jen, not Jean.”
    “I should know how to pronounce my own name, thank you.”
    “So it’s pronounced like a unit of heredity in a living organism?”
    “Except it starts with a ‘J’.”
    “You know what that is?”
    “A bad gene.”
    “I beg your pardon?”
    “I serve ‘em like I see ‘em.”   

Friday, April 15, 2016

Weekly Worded

          Twin Moons

Rising in the east,
reflected by both the window

and the mirror
hanging on my west wall,

the moon
takes a quick glance,

adjusts a crater or two
and winks at itself,

confident that by midnight
it will be up 

wooing the stars, pretending
to know the names

of all the constellations,
looking good.

Friday, April 8, 2016

Weekly Worded

Six Impossible Things Before Breakfast

1.     The sun doesn’t actually rise
             but believing it does
                  gets me out of bed.

2.    They say the moon is falling
            toward us but we
                 just keep turning away.

3.    The traditional dental practice
            of pulling wisdom teeth
                 is now considered unwise.

4.    Men and women exude
            a coffee pheromone after
                 the body filters the first cup.

5.    Buddhists believe that both
            chicken and egg
                 meditate with the same mind.

6.    My mother told me, as a newborn
            I had no hair: miracle of miracles, 
                 I am growing younger.

Friday, April 1, 2016

Weekly Worded

         A Cup of Crowdfunding

  “How about a cup of coffee?”
  “Sounds good.”
  “That will be twenty-five dollars.”
  “For a cup of coffee? That’s ridiculous.”
  “You don’t understand. It's a contribution that supports an innovative idea.”
  “Oh, I thought you were just charging that much for a cup of coffee.”
  “I’m not a barista.”
  “I wouldn’t think so at those prices.”
  “Would you like to get involved?”
  “It depends on the idea, doesn’t it?”
  “How right you are, but I've got to warn you, the premise at this point may seem rather
  “I suppose it needs more startup money.”
  “Yes, just like coffee, it requires a rich, full-bodied infusion.”
  “I see. So, what exactly is the idea?”
  “Simply put, if enough people buy a theoretical cup of coffee from me, I'll be able to open       
a coffee shop.”
  “Have you purchased any coffee yet?”
  “No, but I've researched where the finest free trade beans are grown.”
  “Do you have a machine with which to roast the beans?”
  “Again, not quite yet.”
  “How about an appliance to brew the coffee?”
  “I’m leaning toward a drip system.”
  “Then I'd be one of your Dripstarters?”
  “Thank you, you're the first person today who has taken me seriously.”
  “You proposed this idea to other people?”
  “Most of them walked away.”
  “Did any invest?”
  “One woman.”
  “She bought a cup of coffee?”
  “She went down the street and came back with one for me.”
  “That was generous.”
  “I thought so too, but when I took a sip she asked for twenty-five dollars.”