Ahh sonnet


Shall I compare thee to a three week bout

of constipation?  Thou art just as painful.

Rough winds shake nothing but stubborn shouts

and life is too short to sit and wrestle

so why did I take up this challenge?




Across the desk
from a blue vinyl case.

Yellow:  from France
has a perfect point
and bite marks down
its hexagonal profile.

Each morning
life is shortened
sticky snatchy hands

circle squiggle suns       three flowers
daddy’s nose     four bananas    and a smudge

Its works will never be displayed
in the Louvre.  The pieces hang
on seven fridges.