my anomaly

my little queen
she skipped right past
the princess phase
and went straight on
to queen
less like a figure-headed type
more like a figurine
uncanny, just how elegant
this girl has always been
her eyes intense
her common sense
her skin like
porcelain
her class just doesn’t
dissipate
somehow she never lets it
such perfection is my girl…
i don’t know where
she gets it
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© 2016 kStan(ly) Lanning
Daily prompt – elegant
if you liked this one you might like this, which further explains,
or for that matter, any of these from the “my two” category

as evening wandered in

two teenage lepidopterists,
roy and brother rudy
went looking for their long-lost mom
in faraway djibouti
they brought doc jellyby along,
a friend and an advisor —
rudy wasn’t fond of him,
he always seemed to stink of gin–
roy thought no one was wiser.
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these two were not the outdoor type
but mom was an explorer
she’d be mad that they skipped school
but they missed and adored her.
while following a trail that she
had mentioned in a letter
rudy set his suitcase down
and roy removed his sweater.
°°
doc jellyby suggested they
resume the search another day
as evening wandered in
blurring bits of sunshine
and diminishing his gin,
but when the bros agreed to go
they crossed paths with a feline
in spots and beige, who reeked of rage…
the large, meat-eating kind.

°°°
rudy caught the leopard’s eye,
implored him not to jeopardize
their chances for survival…
his brother fainted dead as day
the doctor upped and ran away,
which hindered roy’s revival.
°°°°
the leopard sized the brothers up
but, being full from having supped,
he told them “go, be hasty,
i’ve no desire for you because
you’re half the men your mother was
and doubtless half as tasty”.
so off thy ran the two of them,
abandoning their property.
back home again these two half-men
now study leopard-optery.
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© 2016 kStan(ly) Lanning
picture by frauke feind, courtesy pixabay.com
created for the Daily prompt – jeopardize
hunting the Daily prompt – shine, while i work on something new
and the Daily prompt – blur, because it wants to be recognized

the ghost in the window

inside her darkened mansion
the music has moved on
the floorboards groan now
when she roams
the empty grand salon
they used to entertain in here
the infamous elite
now she gently brushes
a dusty tapestry
she rings a bell for service
no servant will appear
she forgets
she let them go
when things went south last year
she used to be a VIP,
returned a quick riposte,
she lost her child to tragedy
but she became the ghost
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© 2016 kStan(ly) Lanning
picture by jelly ng , courtesy pixabay.com
created for the daily prompt – ghost
and haunting the daily prompt – year – while
i work on something new

in confused exhilaration

the caterpillar hustled
in confused exhilarationcaterpillar.jpg
momma said to
pack the bags
we’re going
on vacation
her voice was
floating on a breeze

from high
above his head
he packed his
socks and underwear
and even made his bed
so proud of his
accomplishments
he heard his momma say
my boy keep this behavior up
you’ll be a king one day

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©2016 kStan(ly) Lanning
picture by alain wong , courtesy unsplash.com
made for the Daily prompt – confused
and it echoes in the Daily prompt – heard
if you liked this one, check out flora & fauna & whatnot

now that wooper drives

passenger

now that wooper drives
it’s nice to be a passenger
take a break like greyhound said
and leave the driving to her
breathe in the air,
take in the views,
appreciate what we’re passing,
read the funny road signs,
see other people laughing
ooooh at pretty houses,
fancy pools and patios,
make faces at the kids in cars
so they know we’re simpatico

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© 2016 kStan(ly) Lanning
picture by caleb whiting , courtesy unsplash.com
this verse is here thanks to the Daily prompt – drive,
and also thanks to another lovely day with the wooper at the wheel

at least we can say that we did

old paintonce upon a once
we thought we knew
— we didn’t
we learned as we grew
but we still didn’t
know what we needed to
need what we wanted
we lived what our limited
sights could see
we couldn’t have known
what we didn’t know
now we’re in it
now we see
mama wasn’t making things up
foolish we
it hurts, it scares, it looms, nightmares
i guess we were doing
the best thing for the time
we were just living, no technical crime
we were just laughing & playing & working
& learning & meeting & dancing & sporting & jesting
we were just kids
now that we’re not
at least we can say that we did
that’s the royal we,
trying to age gracefully

 

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© 2014 kStan(ly) Lanning
picture by jan erik waider, courtesy unsplash.com
Daily prompt – nightmare
Daily prompt – learning

having empty space to fill

empty space
how coud i
forget the thrill
of having empty
space to fill
with words that
tumble
unbeknownst
and unbidden
you know?
there’s a lot of
thrills i’ve forgotten
details of life
that i’ve lost
but at least
i have two,
AK & the Woo
to remember
for me
all the things
we go through
maybe the space
that this clears
in my head
can be used to exhume
these old beats
from the dead
maybe the room that this
clears in my brain
will be a room
i can live in again.
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© 2002 kStan(ly) Lanning
picture by Kaz, courtesy pixabay.com
an answer to the Daily prompt – empty

be careful what you wish for

lady bugthe enterprising bug’ll
push and pull
and struggle
she’ll persevere
through winds
and rain
to make her way
back home again
and why,
she never asks,
this is her only chore
she once had
other tasks
she doesn’t anymore
just bring us food
the kids protest
she wishes for
an empty nest
or that she wasn’t
half-so-blessed
so she can have
a little rest
be careful what you wish for
© 2016 kStan(ly) Lanning
picture by OpenClipartVectors, courtesy pixabay.com
this verse owes its existence to the Daily prompt – struggle
but it also holds a place in the Daily prompt – careful, while i work on something new

cutlery in the days of rage

wooper had a pretty fork
we took it when we ran
there’s so few ways to
retain sane
like a pretty fork can
her pretty fork and her Mi-mou
the only things that mattered
whenever we escaped his rage
and peaceful life got shattered
and then along came akj,
our 3rd, our musketeer,
and ak had a fancy spoon
that he held near and dear

cutlery defined us then
it helped us cope with life
his the spoon
hers the fork
mine the bloody knife

shattered
photo by Humusak, courtesy pixabay.com

© 2015 kStan(ly) Lanning

Discover Challenge – fork

“Be a brick”

“Be a brick,” my ma would say
when she wanted something from me,
but a brick, I’d think, does not do much,
it’s kind of just a dummy.
It needs propulsion from an arm
to travel any distance;
it surely never fetches things,
not without assistance.
It surely never fixes drinks photo courtesy Google Images, by fun2video.com
without the needed fingers —
two was the rule for my dear ma,
the memory still lingers

by itself it isn’t violent
by itself it’s mostly silent

by itself it’s barely active
and that’s hard truth,
that’s just a fact of life for bricks…

Of course I get that if in tandem
with other bricks, in some non-random,
mostly matching symmetry,
and if they’re laid out skillfully,
bricks can be a lot of things —
bridges, chimneys, tall buildings —
but she didn’t pluralize,
so why, ma,
why, ma,
why, ma,
why?

thick as a brick, ok that’s thick
slick as a brick, so not so slick
not quick, no tricks,
but solid, yes, and hard as rocks
and something you can build on
and in a pinch, if your butt is small,
something you can chill on
or use to mark a hidden key
or stop a swatch of weeds
and if the wind is blowing things
a brick might suit your needs…

the brick sailed smoothly through the sky,
whither to, I pondered,
and then it hit me in the eye
and now I am a goner…
or anyway I’m halfway blind,
but it’s okay
and I don’t mind
‘cuz I’m among the lucky few
who now know what one brick can do.

© 2016 kStan(ly) Lanning
Daily post – brick
and in case you missed it there, Daily post – wind