cover that with a sheet

i don’t want tostatue-1473425_960_720
be a martyr
if it means i
get a statue
it’s hard enough
to look into a mirror
in statue form
my flaws would be
much clearer
plus, to match my
they’d have to store my statue
in the basement

© 2016 kStan(ly) Lanning
picture by lkaika, courtesy
created for the Daily prompt – martyr

nothing’s sacred

nothing’s sacred when i’m sick
close your eyes and and get the visual
daily rites that were habitual
go flyin’ out the window
(close the window, bob, i’m sick!)
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nothing’s sacred when i’m sick
life’s replaced by my new rituals
in, more vitamins, out, most victuals
my vim and vigor dwindles
(pass the tissues, bob, i’m sick!)
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i am better when i’m better
and i ain’t gettin’ better
i’m just starin’ at the sun
nothing’s sacred when i’m sick
and nothing’s getting done.
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© 2016 kStan(ly) Lanning
picture by ewka_pn, courtesy
Daily prompt – sacred
btw, did everyone see this classic comic Carole Lombard film, “nothing sacred”? love it!

a host of heaven’s angels

last night i had a close call
that threatened my survival
a panoply of angels serenaded my arrival
sang heavenly to music that was
mystical and healing
and i’ll admit
the sights and sounds
made staying there appealing
it was just like i pictured it
a choir arrayed in white
was interspersed among the clouds
that drew me to the light
a host of heaven’s angels
awaited my decline
but that was then
and this is now
and now i’m feeling fine
i’m glad to know
that when i go
that i will have a shot
if i am brave
and i behave
i hope they’ll save
my spot

© 2016 kStan(ly) Lanning
picture by mabel amber, courtesy
created for the Daily prompt – panoply
floating with the Daily prompt – mystical- while i work up a new verse

to keep up with demand

there were lines around the block
each time the bookstore got restocked
to keep up with demand
not what the banners planned
there was a lot of jiggling
resulting in some giggling
the day that bras got banned
what some don’t seem to understand
but i am here to state
is when a common thing gets banned
they give it much more weight

© 2016 kStan(ly) Lanning
picture by cheifyc courtesy
created for the Daily prompt – banned

a nebulous funk

bush-640619_960_720i’m gonna need
a breakthrough
i’m in a nebulous funk
i’m trying to
pull off a take-two
resuscitate my spunk
a downward spiral
drags me
and zaps away
my strength
if i could breach the surface
i’d go to any length
this is a week after surgery
this is an energy gap
this is my painkillers talking
i’m gonna go take a nap
© 2016 kStan(ly) Lanning
photo by mystics art design, courtesy
created for the Daily Prompt – breakthrough

out of order

today i am in surgery
tomorrow i should
hope to be
a new, bionic, me
waving_tigeri set this verse up on delay
so i won’t have to miss a day
cuz i’m a daily
poster, chronically
it’s nothing major, just a hip
but i’m so happy
i may trip (!)
cuz i will be titanium
can’t wait to dance
can’t wait to stomp
i’ma hafta miss
the daily prompt
and that’s the one thing
messin’ with my cranium

so here’s to you,
my wordpress peeps
i’ll see you in
my morphine sleep
© 2016 kStan(ly) Lanning
*props to my girl sia for the song titanium

let’s horse around

one day i’ll get around
to being more profound
today is not that day
today i want to say
let’s all go out and play
shirk our work
put down our pens
and all be kids again
let’s chase the ice cream man
play duck duck goose
play kick the can
play fruit tag and red rover
before the summer’s over
play jump rope, hopscotch,
do handstands,
dignity be damned
© 2016 kStan(ly) Lanning
picture by alexas fotos, courtesy
Daily prompt – jump

ebb and floe

when abigail turned fifty
they threw her a surprise
they didn’t have a lot of cash
they had to improvise
they painted rocks to decorate
they served a can of soup
they added stuff
to make enough
to feed the little group
dessert was just a hershey bar
sliced up in little pieces
bought with coins from piggy banks
of nephews and of nieces
the gift was all that mattered,
that was where the money went
they took up a collection
and each penny had been spent
they bought a
one-way ticket
to the north slope of alaska
including lunch
and changing once
in omaha nebraska
they added in a voucher
for a bobsled
to transport her
to meet up with
the ice floe that
her kids had ordered for her
© 2016 kStan(ly) Lanning
picture by, courtesy
created for the Daily prompt – fifty
going with the flow of the Daily prompt – float

the memory is going

words that tumbled fruitfully
that capped a thought conclusively
and were all his exclusively
are hiding out elusively
no longer overflowing
people-1394377_960_720when he was young
these same words clung
to the top of his brain
to the tip of his tongue
now there’s no way of knowing
if they’re in there at all
stuck in back by the wall
underneath the mothballs
he tells us what he can recall
but the memory is going
what’s left for us is to celebrate
not to agitate or to aggravate
to assist him and appreciate
to listen and commiserate
and not to mourn his slowing
© 2016 kStan(ly) Lanning
picture by skitterphoto, courtesy
created for the Daily prompt – elusive
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i was hired to care

the frail man was declining fast,
i was hired to care
and try to find out if he had
some family somewhere.
he didn’t speak in english;
whatever i would ask,
he’d answer in some foreign tongue,
intensify my task.
“ne signifie rien”, he’d say,
the few times he would speak to me
or “δε σημαίνει τίποτα”
which only sounded greek to memories-407021_960_720

i asked about relations
who might come in for a visit
while searching for some photographs
whose subjects might elicit
some response that i could use
to find his long-lost kin.
the frail man only watched me
with a small off-putting grin.
there had been speculation
of a sister in Nevada
“das bedeutet nichts”
he’d say, and “no significa nada”

the old man passed away today
can’t figure why i’m crying.
i’ve been at this far too long,
seen so many dying.
i’d just got back from starbucks
where i got us both a venti,
i asked again if he had friends
“non significa niente”.
i thought i was immune to death,
experience was numbing,
but when he died, with his last breath
he whispered “this means nothing”

© 2016 kStan(ly) Lanning
picture by life-of-pix , courtesy
Daily prompt – frail
this verse exists thanks to the lingual assistance
of the woo, jill and
lucarna (who also moved this verse to the top of my to-do-list;
see his amazing Spanish translation of this verse)
and here it is mingling with the Daily prompt – elicit
and the Daily prompt – translate- while i work on something new
if you liked this you might like more wordplay
or more reality