Hello, my darling variable,
'Tis me, your dear unknown.
How'd you like to take a chance?
You'd not be all alone.

We'd make a fine equation;
'Twould equal none we've known.
Just you, my darling variable,
And me, your dear unknown.

al-Baghdadi dead
Donald Trump proudly boasting
ISIS regrouping

A poppy is pretty and bright
And its juice is so far out of sight
    That the smoke in a den
    Full of ***** old men
Makes all of them high as a kite.

A gypsy told me destiny
Has etched the road ahead --
Someone else expressed that we
Can plot a course instead.

While worldly scholars speculate,
Perhaps the truth goes thus:
The universe just shows the way,
The rest is up to us.

a limerick by Wayne Wysocki

There once was an arrogant frog
Who thought he was king of the bog
          But he wasn't so regal
 ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍­‍‍‍‍ When the bark of a beagle
Scared him right off of his log.

a limerick by Wayne Wysocki

A fellow who fractured his hip
Learned a valuable tip
     If liquor you drink
     At the ice skating rink
You're probably going to slip.

by Wayne Wysocki

 ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍­ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ "What a cruel thing is war: to separate and destroy families and friends, and mar the purest joys and happiness God has granted us in this world..." -letter to a soldier's wife

The scourge of war has ripped our lives apart,
Indifferent to the joys that we will miss;
From this land and from your love I must depart,
With time enough for just one final kiss.

Determined that this moment never dies,
A picture on my heart I sorely trace
Of your tearful, somehow yet angelic eyes
And your trembling mouth my saddened lips embrace.