01/19/21 (2): Op. Posth. No. 17 (Hair, Fingernails, Greed, Gluttony, Sloth, etc.) January 19, 2021 iambanapestBabe Ruth, buried alive, casket, coffin, fingernails, gluttony, greed, hair, Il Bambino, inspiration, jealousy, limerick, op. posth., opus posthumous, phone booth, poem, poet, poetry, sloth, stink, the Sultan of Swat, the worms crawl in, the worms crawl out, the worms play pinochle on your snout, tight pants, Trump, wormsLeave a comment Image
01/18/21: Op. Posth. No. 16 (Touchstones of a Life, Well, Lived) January 18, 2021 iambanapestballs, democracy, fast food, hobbled, huge, limerick, Mitch McConnell, Niagara Falls, op. posth., opus posthumous, paunch, poem, poet, poetry, selfies, shriveled, three marriages, three wives, touchstones, TrumpLeave a comment Image
12/02/20: Another Piece of Junk Mail From Beyond the Grave December 2, 2020 iambanapest2020 election, Biden won, Cinnabon, con, hither, I lost, lamentations, limerick, Mall, opus posthumous, poem, poet, poetry, songs of the dead, Trump, yonLeave a comment Image
11/03/20: One More Opus Posthumous for the Road November 3, 2020 iambanapestbirds, dead, death, election day, freezing, huh, I'm melting, limerick, miserable, op. posth., opus posthumous, poem, poet, poetry, shlong, so long, songs, the sea at first light, TrumpLeave a comment Image
07/21/20: Op. Posth. No. 13 (Full Fathom Five Thy Fuckup Lies) July 21, 2020 iambanapestAriel, cheap John Berryman references, deplorables, drown, drowning, full fathom five, Hubble Space Telescope, ineptitude, Jeffrey Epstein, limerick, opus posthumous, poem, poet, poetry, Shakespeare, SpongeBob SquarePants, The Dirty Bubble, The Tempest, TrumpLeave a comment Image
02/22/20: I Hardly Ever Get Out of the Golf Cart, So You Babes Better Be on Your Toes February 22, 2020February 22, 2020 iambanapestass, butt, carrion, chafing, dead, Dead Golfer Strut, death, feast your eyes, flies, golf, heat rash, hindquarters, keister, ladies, limerick, mudflaps, opus posthumous, poem, poet, poetry, posterior, Trump, Trump limerick, two pigs fighting in a gunny sckLeave a comment Image
10/28/19: Because I Could Not Stop For Death He Kindly Kicked Me in the Nuts Every Minute of Every Day October 28, 2019October 28, 2019 iambanapestBarack Hussein Obama, Because I could not stop for Death, death, fate, free!, gruesome, I die, limerick, love, more loved, Obama, opus posthumous, pathologists, pathology, poem, poetry, post mortem, ticket, Trump, unlovedLeave a comment Image
09/17/19: Don’t Worry, I’m a Dirty Orange Phoenix and You Won’t Even Have Time to Miss Me September 17, 2019 iambanapestdefective, dump job, finale, invective, limerick, lob, Mike Pence, moral, New Mexico, opus posthumous, poem, poetry, rally, Trump, valley, what a way to goLeave a comment Image
09/16/19: Democracy Dies in Darkness But I Do It in the Light of My Phone September 16, 2019 iambanapestdead, death, hand, hand in the till, I died, ignorance, ill will, learning a skill, limerick, madness, natural causes of course, opus posthumous, poem, poetry, spite, till, TrumpLeave a comment Image
02/09/19: Also, My Spray-Tan Seems to Have Become Creosote February 9, 2019 iambanapestcreosote, death, Earth, ferry, gloating, limerick, mythology, opus posthumous, poetry, the Underworld, tongue, TrumpLeave a comment Image