Off The Podium

Prep and practice
Strive and strain
Wake up achy
Don’t complain
Get unlucky
On the day
Call it worth it
Anyway

Citius, Altius, Fortius, Lordius

Ski jumping extends
“Faster, Higher, Stronger” with
“Larger in the Crotch“

A Slippery Slope

Curling is the sport
Where Olympic champions
Win by throwing rocks

Unearthly Delights

Paintings that reward too much
Inspection mesmerize me. Bosch
Or Pieter Brueghel (père ou fils)
Provide a heavenly surcease
From noisome clamor. Let the wash
Pile up like Piet’s proverbs in Dutch!

C’est Ce Qu’elle A Dit

Ne m’excusez pas.
Je parle français seulement
Pour les mots vulgaires.

Ruffled Feathers

There’s a sign in the park where I run when I can
With an owl attacking a frightened stick man,
And the message is meant to put folks on alert
That when raptors are nesting, bystanders get hurt,
Which, spoilers! Although what I haven’t seen yet
Is advice on how not to present as a threat
To an overprotective, nocturnal, winged beast
On whose home I have zero designs in the least.
A Strigiforme’s stereotypically wise,
But owl profiling is bogus. Surprise!

Should Have Used The Bread Box

I built a diorama
Of my favorite nursery rhyme
About the broth-dispensing mom
Who’s spanking all the time.
Her house was kinda crowded
So I donated a shoe
And told her, “It’s a duplex
And the second home’s for you!”
Now my foot smells soupy.
I’m a landlord, though. Woo-hoo!