Doggerel

ode to a dead blackberry

oh, blackberry. bold no more.
your tour of duty is over.
lost in a storm,
you missed the curve.
No pearl to be found inside
your damaged clamshell.

damn you

taco canticle

it’s lunch time.
the trucks are out and they all smell Divine
What’s for lunch?

Tacos!
Oh, simplest of crunchy international food.
grilled meat and veggies and salsa con queso.
ah, queso.
wedged in one giant chip!