#kitbag
shred, dash, drop, pinch, soupçon, jot, iota, whit,
atom, smattering, scintilla, hint, suggestion, tinge,
a modicum of good works,
my endeavor, to serve and deliver,
man's bounty of good words
from my kitbag,
fresh, hot, n' crusty
just like me....
Hello Poetry!
Feb 2014
Feb 12, 2014
Feb 12, 2014 at 6:21 PM UTC
many, many memberships have I,
to great institutions, large and small,
though I oft have an extra shopping
bag secreted in my coat pockets just
in case….I spot a tiny sized bargain
but Costco has ruled me ineligible,
unable / unwilling to let me enter,
for I do not possess their
le carte d’identite necessaire…
oh they would let me in, if I
ante’d up the fee, but,
between you and me,
but what’s the point?
living in a pint sized
a/k/a my studio nyc apartment,
there is no space large
enough to accommodate
their supersized inventory
of 24 paper towel rolls,
one doubled sized cereal boxes
that that won’t fit my cabinet,
or take up an entire shelf,
and where gallons and megs~packs
are seldom heard, crying out
“I’m lonely, buy me, buy me!,
I long for lots of company!”
B U T
I voyage on the Amazon
where they accommodate
we little people in little houses,
like an old woman who lived^
in a shoe, so many poems in
my head, there just isn’t room
for a whole lot of
much else
Dec 12, 2025
Dec 12, 2025 at 2:44 PM UTC
Trice…A brief period of time: As a noun, "trice" means a very short time, or an instant. It is most often used in the phrase "in a trice," which means "very quickly" or "in a flash".
Example: "She'll be ready in a trice".
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my liefs:
have roamed the countryside closer to a century,
except in places
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
(vintage 1870’s poem from Kansas)
has ever been heard,
"She'll be ready in a trice"
bespoke
it could be localized,
thus the health authorities
should be able to contain it,
in a trice?
the treasurer of kept words,
confirms its usage since 1800
has declined dramatically
but as of yet, never full eradicated,
{espy below}
but in fact its origin as a sailor’s terminology,
which most likely, explains,
it’s absence
from the tongues of proper folk,
while most recent outbreak
was spotted (outlined, envision, striped?)
in Illo’noise
I do not sense an urgent demand,
for the phrase’s resuscitation,
as long as good middle class mouths yet say,
”she’ll be down in a jiffy”
which properly has caused great nervousness
among many the visages of many a young lad of recent vintage,
on prom nights throughout the land,
as no one knows what a jiffy is,
(inacondom, conundrum?)
especially when slang
is busy updating,
this quaint dialectical
of “American”
of mostly stolen words
from other well spoken thieving places
would you fancy you a cuppa “tay”
while deliberating this new found piece
of knowledge
[see below below and yes,
mispronounced by trillions of westerners]
while pondering this e~scripture,
it will be ready most nice in a
jiffy of trice…
the work of the kitbag is never done…sigh
Nov 18, 2025
Nov 18, 2025 at 5:09 PM UTC
~for the divine Miz Patty m.~
here in our scriptural rental storage unit ($25/month),
lay many a note, not specifically addressed,
but the generation that calls us grande and grandees,
will know, instant comprehend that what was herein
inscribed was intensifying insided for their eyes only…
you, are eye dropper eavesdroppers, on semi-private
conversations, willing testaments to all we’ve seen,
notable thoughts we lived by and aspired to, too, two,
lessons in the laws of poetry most applicable to living
life every day, minimizing the flora of deception,
valuing the truth detoothed and raw, the coverups
easily pierced, more for ease of entry than disguised
mirroring, keyed to be easy unlockable,
but it is a more precisely
a donation,
with a deductible status.
each line a deduction of ourselves,
each belle lettered word, a donation,
that will keep well,
even if unattended,
unfed, unwatered,*
and yet,
dare it not tarnish,
even withouts sparkle, or nary a sun star shining,
for each be blessed with
a coating of
impermeable anti-aging,
the invisible ink of loving
~
Nov 17, 2025
Nov 17, 2025 at 2:06 PM UTC
Twelfth Night, Act 1, Scene 5
“I took great pains to study and ’tis poetical
brevity, a/k/a/ Shakespeare
Nov 15, 2025
Nov 15, 2025 at 12:20 PM UTC
Sherlock Holmes once said, “It is a capital mistake to theorize
before one has data.”
~~~~~~
guilty;
news headline, opinion formed,
apply labels as needed,
once seeded,
irretractable
so retractions ignored,
once formed - it’s permanence establishmentarian
first reading meh
second reading:mmm
third reading: this could be something,
fourth reading: whoa, wow!
guilty, guilty
X years of imprisonment
for bad judgement,
Nov 15, 2025
Nov 15, 2025 at 12:18 PM UTC
we read the paper together in bed
side by side,
electronically,
nary a smudge of newsprint
on our fingers or sheets,
nothing to stain
or indemnify,
that wet spot
we created with the
realized physicality
of our embrace
Jun 28, 2014
Jun 28, 2014 at 8:04 AM UTC
simmer or roast,
your only two choices,
you can’t order in,
it’s a sin,
don’t give me that ai, ai, yai sh^t,
why not, you say, winking like
it’s totally cool,
what it is
worse than plagiarism,
you might as well
get cooked in hell🔥
Jul 28, 2025
Jul 28, 2025 at 7:53 AM UTC
*this fear well known to me,
for my truth is captive held
within, fearing the honesty
that seeks to liberate it
from the cages where it’s hid
lesser my mettle, the truth periodically
spills over. and my fleeing is not
freeing for the fear travels fast,
spine, legs, hands trembling treble
honesty a disease, never a by your leave,
or a pretty please, just a bandage ripped,
and the skin, rawed from within,
and now from without, and I pray
til the fear in me subsides*
Nov 14, 2024
Nov 14, 2024 at 3:29 PM UTC
not my word juxtaposition,
pleased to still from the
opinion pages of the esteemed
well street journal, on that street
where I plied, played lost some,
won more over the inevitable
longer run
but the phrase oozed familiarity,
we all know the type, the next door
neighbor who stink of shredded
shrewdness under the black slapping
red faced nose a poking, the insurance
salesman who won’t sell u what you
want/need, but the higher premium
is just what you’re looking for, just
sign here
thank god i always wrote poetry so
could not compose with those stains
on my holy souly that would have
****** me to failure as a speculator
no, kept my counsel closed, my enemies
closer, and thank god made through that
thirty year stretch left me with many bad
habits, lying was not one of them, but,
just, don’t ask me for my true name,
and the only liquid I’ll proffer is clean
bottled water
Sep 13, 2024
Sep 13, 2024 at 6:24 PM UTC
an incredible incite (the ruthless volatility of words)
~for L.B.~
the only place of solitaire solitude in the city accompanies me
like a faithful country dog that doesn’t know better to be afraid,
of moving cars, sleepless night terrors and unscripted “dreams”
where image and words say come “follow me” with ruthlessness and no cloying come hither looks and
see and take and recall with perfect midnight blue sky clarity for
the incredible incite of credible insight
surfacing unexpectedly in a intemperate pool of slushy snow,
that will be an ice storm of painful confrontations with naked
inner truths standing outside in sunny sub zero playground
there is great risk. volatility gone wild. when the speed
governor is removed and you live at 100 mph on local streets,
when the merest slight of an accidental incidental touch
transforms into an incite incident and hell is the threat
that you will not die today and your own words will ruthless
pull from the nerve places where sensible and sensual cannot
coexist and this write this script is a poetical insight inside, an
incredible incite and what your spilling is spaghetti sauce blood
when you left your brain on broil, instead of the faking daily of
slow simmering ineffectual intellectual words that just don’t
cut the crap. your addiction complete, you cannot live without
the incredible incite, the ruthless volatility of words,
otherwise why rough write what you see
in the blind
beyond the blind
1/6/18 5:03am
Jan 6, 2018
Jan 6, 2018 at 5:17 AM UTC
wallet watch testicles spectacles
cash cell phone (yes the inshallah one)
bottle of water hairbrush with remaining vanity attached,
personal technology baggie (earbuds, variety of charging cords etc.)
loose change in order to drop & annoy yourself
sunglasses! and something else...mmm
pocket tissues!
skin and bone, all flavors and multilayers,
a language of music only you hear,
the pumping station internal,
the antacid pills after that burrito;
and that strangely named thang called
libido? (lipidio?)
your teeth your smile, your shyest guile,
to catch that lady’s hopefully reciprocated pearly whites delight,
pen and pad to record being a sad and mad good lad,
a swiss army knife if the feeling tube should breakdown,
your tiny little bottles of inspiration perspiration and perspective,
oops, unlabeled?
uh oh
the list to do and the
list to add to the to do list
and good heavens,
a serious writing utensil
for serious thoughts
and the last but should be first,
the house keys!!
to do it all again tomorrow
**** forgetting something!
oh yeah!
a kiss upon thy cheek before you go...
Sep 29, 2018
Sep 29, 2018 at 1:40 PM UTC