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RKS Literature: Merciless Judging of Parents by Their Children (Georges Simenon)

“Today I realize that a couple with children is not just a couple. And sometimes they forget it. Near them in the house, almost always present, there are children who watch them and, in the measure of their own intelligence, judge them. The parents think of themselves as simply a father and a mother. ButContinue reading “RKS Literature: Merciless Judging of Parents by Their Children (Georges Simenon)”

RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds): “The Unofficial Mission”

The Unofficial Mission Sleek And silent The 52 birds knife up through Da Nang tropical air And when over their target Spawn the hot roe of doom Upon the suspecting unsuspecting below Leaks to the Fifth Estate “NAPALM BURNS AND MAIMS 700” In a private conference the generals and politicos are Most Disturbed Shouting “GodContinue reading “RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds): “The Unofficial Mission””

“Lost in Puppydom: Rory Dylan Stephen’s Puppydom”: I HAVE BEEN BANNED FROM SQUIRREL HUNTING!

I HAVE BEEN BANNED FROM SQUIRREL HUNTING! Oh what puppy pain! I have been banned from backyard squirrel hunting. And I’ve come so close! I bark at the sliding door when I see the varmits but Bob says, “NO! When you learn how to come to me when I say COME perhaps you can resumeContinue reading ““Lost in Puppydom: Rory Dylan Stephen’s Puppydom”: I HAVE BEEN BANNED FROM SQUIRREL HUNTING!”

RKS Poetry Anthology: “Dedication to a bus driver that will never know”

Dedication to a bus driver that will never know Blank paper makes as much sense As the music of the turnstiles Constant inflow and outflow Fail to distract the frustration And the odious comfort of mesmerizing pacing Brings minimal solace As Insanity claps the narrow ledge Of its opposite sister Masses of flesh ooze theirContinue reading “RKS Poetry Anthology: “Dedication to a bus driver that will never know””

RKS Poetry Anthology: “Good Shot”

Good shot Writhing in misery A Niagara Falls of pumping blood A companion to the dead leaves Supplanting cellophaned beef For 3.2 families The busy executives of death Blind to forces of nature Place heads on top of cars And parade homewards to continue the same On Monday morning Robert K. Stephen

“Lost in Puppydom: Rory Dylan Stephen’s Puppydom”: LOSING MY MANHOOD: SOMETHING IS UP

LOSING MY MANHOOD: SOMETHING IS UP I am getting more attention than usual and I query why? Extra treats and cuddles. Hearing lots of “Poor Rory”. My food bowl disappearing at 20:00 with a comment “they say” no food after that time. Why? As a West Highland Terrier I sense something is up. What isContinue reading ““Lost in Puppydom: Rory Dylan Stephen’s Puppydom”: LOSING MY MANHOOD: SOMETHING IS UP”