What it is

June 2010: In a desperate attempt to stave off senility, the monkey began writing a poem a day. By summer's end he'd begun to run out of versified political rants and philosophical bloviations. Then he hit on the improbable idea of writing micro fiction in the form of Elizabethan sonnets. Eureka. The birth of the "Sonnets From Other Lives" series. Two hundred plus lives later, he's still at it.

Sunday, July 25, 2010

7/25
In the event a Beer Summit with
Shirley Sherrod, Van Jones &
the President...

...one could ask,
Sir, do you
remember principles?

& that
it's alright to fight
when you are right

see
when the accused
is so ill-used as to be
hurled from the sled
for what was said
(or not said)...

& when,
at hint of attack--
he/she
is sacrificed to the vulpine pack

it really doesn't slake
their bloodthirst
does it?

such profiles in pusillanimity
only feed the enemy

better to grow a spine
while there is still time

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