a seashore sight of
rapt delight is when you think
you spot a mermaid
pretty and slinky with smiles
lounging there in lapping tides

His life was all about keeping the beat
Tickling the ivories slowly sweet or fleet
Slightly falsetto husky voice caressing each word
Eyes giving that sidelong peep
He drew big crowds
Common people and the elite
And when some Dolly landed in his lap
No music was ever so complete

on back of my hand
a ladybug takes the stage
and models spring brights

omnipresence of
the present presents itself
emptying, filling

Menopausal women gather under the tall elms
in a green sward of cooling breezes
Nearby the rushing river is so a-tonally melodic now
As they forgive their ignorances, their mistakes
Their dilatory dreams, their half-steps that backlashed

Their quenchless unseen fire now
the consoling measure of their days
of their secret songs
knowing for those who need,
nothing dies

To draw a comical square, simply refrain from closing one side, leaving the line open at a wide angle. Caption your drawing with the words "The Square as Comedian."

Sound of bacon frying.-------No, it's not raining.