Número 4

Last night the internet was down, but here goes #4.

January 13, 1453

Ruffle and crinkle of crinoline crisp, "The mistress is sick!"

The smell of wet dog, a hound opens a drowsy eye

And shuts it again, it's too early to begin the hunt.

A satin robe stamped with red roses is draped over a generous belly

Which goes down two floors to her bed, a mound covered in down.

She is with child, "A boy, Monseigneur, to silence their viperous tongues!"

Back up again to rouse the hounds, exchange silk for heavy furs.

The sun stretches and shakes off sleep, sending translucent

Rays which sparkle off the Thames like the crown I see upon my son's head.

Day 3

Night lights

Over Virginia, headed to Dulles:
Giant fractal octopi, winding their tentacles around and around each other.
 
Over Texas, headed to Dallas/Ft Worth:
Rhombi, trapezoids, rectangles.
 
Over Madrid. headed to Barajas:
Millions of eyes, drowsily winking at each other.
 
Over Ireland, headed to Dublin:
Bosomy hills with fairy light footskirts.
 
Over the Czech Republic, headed to Ruzyně:
Creamy, out-of-focus blobs of butter.
 
Over Mexico City, headed to Benito Juarez:
The pereférico is a shiny, slithering snake. 

Panda sneeze

Poem 3 later today. For now, this.

Gesundheit

Sopa de alfabeto

Ok, so it's late and I'm playing with sounds.

Sopa de alfabeto

Ni chingados 

Por chico

Al chile

Chismear

Ni modo

Por maduro

A la moda

Modular

Ni pico

Por poquito

Al poco

Procrear

Ni sólo

Por sabio

A la siesta

Sazonar

Do vs. Make

 I was in Mexico City a few weeks back and saw a truck with a homemade mud flap that said "The devil made me make it." (Translation of the verb hacer into English presents some problems for Spanish speakers, since it can be translated as do or make.) And so...

The devil made me make it.

1 lizard's toe, 1 eye of frog,

4 hoods of cobra, 1 tongue of dog,

1 chile serrano, 1 dragon's scale,

1 teaspoon arsenic, 1 liver of whale.

Heat cauldron to igneous,

Add ingredients two by two.

Stir occasionally with pitchfork

Until achieving consistency of glue.

Grease 13x9-inch pan with poison

Taken from a blind worm's sting.

Bake 31 days and nights,

Allow to cool and add frosting.

Now the finishing touches,

Just one candle will do,

Write in black bile icing:

Luci, here's to you.

NaPoWriMo

One day left until NaPoWriMo. I never seem to make it past the first week, thus the creation of this blog...hopefully my Cretaceous marine reptile friends will give me the inspiration necessary to make it the full 30 days.