Distichs: An Imaginary Alphabet of Imaginary Couplets from Imaginary Poetry

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Singin' the Blues: A Thirteen-bar Alphabet

Azure 'n' Alice Blue, 
Baby 'n' Bice; 
Cornflower, Cobalt...
(Cerulean's nice). 
   Delft Blue 'n' Dodger Blue, 
blues play'd by Duke, 
plus blue is the hue of the 
blue whale's blue fluke. 
   Eton, Electric Blue, 
French 'n' Fluorescent. 
Glaucous, which acts as my  
antidepressant. 

   Haint, Honolulu, 

Havana Blue, nu...? 

Iris 'n' Indigo;

Jordy (the hue).  

   Klein Blue 'n' Lavender...

Midnight Blue, too. 

Navy 'n' Neon 'n' 

Non-photo Blue. 

   Oxford Blue, Prussian Blue, 

Persian 'n' Penn. 

(Stop! Have you heard enough...?

Simply say "When.")

   Process Blue, Powder Blue, 

Phthalo,  the pigment. 

Quacksalver's... Wait! THAT blue 

may be a figment. 

   Royal Blue, Robin's Egg Blue, 

Resolution. 

(Chalcanthite turns blue 

when dissolved in solution.) 

   Spanish Blue, Space Cadet, 

Silver Lake, Smalt. 

Sky Blue, Savoy, Sapphire... 

(What color's salt...?) 

   Teal Blue 'n' Turquoise 'n' 

Turin 'n' True. 

Thenard's Blue's aka Cobalt. 

(Who knew...?) 

   USAF Blue, 

UNESCO, UN. 

Uranian Blue...Wait! 

Did someone say "When"...? 

   Vista Blue. (W 

signals no blue --

no, nor neither does X, 

although Y 'n' Z do: 

   Yale Blue 'n' YinMn 'n' 

Zaffre Blue. Whew! 

(I forgot Lapis Lazuli. 

That's it: I'm through.)

The MAGAniloquent Seven (Plus Several): #8, Brendan Carr

   Meet 

FCC Chair Brendan Carr.

   Carr's of 

TV comedians Czar. 

   From Face 

One, "Hail Free Speech!" 

   From Face 

Two...? Overreach.

   (And are 

both faces two-faced...? They are.) 

Brendan Carr 

It's Miller Time...But His Time Is Almost Up

 

Poster carried at recent
Wednesday Wave 
Protest in Hampden 

Wednesday Wave Protest Sign: 10.1.25

 

The MAGAniloquent Seventeen: #8, Brian Kilmeade

Fox's Brian Kilmeade

airs his creed, 
proving nowt like excess 
does exceed: 
"Folk who're mentally ill, 
ill and homeless...? Just kill!"
(What we need...? Will to heed 

"Kill Kilmeade!") 

 
Brian Kilmeade 

Shutdown Day 1; or, Mr POTUS Doesn't Regret

 

"Pronouns, Shmonouns!" Confessions of a Culture-war-weary LGBTQIAphobe

'Til recently, 
were one call'd John 
or Jack or Joe  
or Jim, 
the pronouns folk 
would call upon 
were, as a rule, 
he/him. 
And we're one's name 

Babette or Bea, 

or Biddy call'd 
one were, 
the pronouns used, 
believe you me, 
were, on the whole, 
she/her. 
Now's heard they/them,

ze/zir, qui/quem...
All bore me 'til 

I'm numb.

(You ask me what 
MY pronouns are...? 

MY pronouns are 
ho/hum.)

Protest Placard for Showing at "No Kings" Rally in Hampden 9/26/25

 

Unfinished "Birthday Boy" Illustration

 

Open Letter to Stephen Miller

Multi-millions moving east 

to occupy new spaces

mime millions more migrating north 
to settle in new places.
Where're you look -- in ev'ry nook -- 
smile sundry suntanned faces. 
Of greeting lines and welcome signs,
though, scarcely any traces. 

     (more to come; work in progress)