subtle like a hammer

aunt minnie was tactless
she was subtle
like a hammer
especially with aunt marie
she’d slam her
we had a family meeting
when our granny
passed away
to vote on what to do about
upcoming holidays
aunt marie said
i’ll do christmas
minnie grunted rudely
oh, how great,
i just can’t wait,
what’s christmas like
done crudely?
she said marie’s
house was too small
to even host a grudge in
that was minnnie
sweet as pie and
subtle like a bludgeon
© 2016 kStan(ly) Lanning
picture by public domain pictures, courtesy
created for the not-quite-working daily prompt – bludgeon

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

the best of me


this day could be enjoyable
this day may hold surprises
but i will never know
if i don’t
open up my eye-ses
whatever comes at me today
i’ll try to greet it nicely
what if it’s an earthquake?
well i’m not sure, precisely
what if it’s an unpaid bill?
what if it’s a flood?
what if it’s some ghoulish guy
who wants to suck my blood?
what if it’s a plague of frogs?
i haven’t got a clue
but i’ll just bring
the best of me
and she’ll know what to do

© 2016 kStan(ly) Lanning
picture by wild one, courtesy
posted on delay while recovering from surgery yesterday

breeze sways

calm cool
blue green
style goes
who cares
calm cool
blue green

© 2011 kStan(ly) Lanning
picture by dimitris vetsikas, courtesy
Daily prompt – stylish
blowing with the Daily prompt – unseen, until something new arrives

sometime in july


sitting inside
this shell
of a car
that will not stir,
will not start,
waiting for dad
to rescue me…
it’s been hours,
where could he be?
but the silence of
the snow is sweet
a sound that’s
on the street
in here i hear it
swirl and fall
and i’m amazed
at the sound of it all
and if he never
gets here,
if i freeze & die
they’ll find me with
a placid smile,
sometime in July.

© 1982 kStan(ly) Lanning
picture by efraimstochter, courtesy
Daily prompt – silence