A photo of a standing bear
on one of those days it’s so nice to stand outside in the grass
But the bear is in pain
Can elephants jump accompanied by pictures of elephants not jumping
Derrick as in oil not someone you know
What happens to helium in the air – it keeps rising fyi
What exactly is a horned frog
Wordle
Worldle
Statele
Tromssa in the midnight sun
Cats named after bulls
Internet history in too small a font to read
Geese navigating by land crevices and features
Samson’s riddle because of a poem by jason heroux
Boethius for the same author, so old, this man, but never heard of him – not jason
Newcastle pub pies
What are neeps
How northern england became how it became, which i only know from tv, the last part, if i know anything
Shepherds at north ulster obscured by an ad
Europa the consort of zeus, getting jiggy with a bull
A photo of a blackbuck from a zoo i drove by in texas
The strange creatures i saw took me aback
Made me stop
Longyearbyen, a town in norway that sounds like what it is
American primitive guitar styles
Bighorn sheep in wyoming in a parking lot
From a movie i am fond of, deeply, tired moonlight
A culvert because sometimes it sounds like custard
Custard could go inside a culvert but culvert doesn’t go inside custard
Unless you like eating rocks
The horse has six legs, a poetry anthology i forgot
The eating of bulls after they’re slaughtered, the ones that fight in the ring
Understanding spanish colors when bulls fight, colors that mean nothing to the most important “competitor”
Really are they fighting there’s a lot of running around
In the youtube videos i see, bulls looking for a fight
like me searching for dinner when i already made it
When it was already made for me
Where’s my dinner, the bull running around the ring is like that
You know cruelty is such a cunning thing
Once extinct auorchs who might not have had these problems
Bold and beautiful as that black bull may be
Chillingham cattle, again
I really like bulls
I think these are white i fell asleep about that one
Raton a bull that was honored and i believe died a natural death
For killing people who asked him for the possibility
He charged into that he gave them that
Wonder how their mothers feel about that
Holy cow, hinduism, take me away from how quickly i am lost in every other word combination than those
Imagine that kind of love
It must be possible
Not to eat
Living creatures
Pi review, more jason heroux
Gilycuddy, a name that came to mind to fill a rhyme
Menhaden which sounds like a secret society of germans but is actually a very small little fish
That perhaps once floated with george, the lobster
Who is famous for being old and large, large as my dog
Did you know they live for 100 years if we let them live?
A trestle which i still can’t explain but i think is wood
Giraffes which are not wood but resembling woods
In the dark if you saw a hundred giraffes would you think you were in the forest
And then one ran after another and another
Why don’t poems like these get accepted when i submit
Why do frogs look like they’re staring into your soul
Is it just the not blinking?
Ispropoyl alcohol, does it damage something other than germs
I’m only fighting violent killers
A question about feeding picky dogs
A poem by lucas restivo
A butterfly called the swallowtail my neighbor saw from upstairs
I mean he is from upstairs, he saw it downstairs
We only meet downstairs
Like butterflies we go up and down the stairs Female giraffes, something
Trestles again, should giraffes know trestles
Do giraffes trestle? Are they trestling right now
Should i make an introduction
Depressor for the tongue, and cabo release
Of sea turtles, when the postman comes
In the UK because i saw one deliver mail at dawn and that must mean
You failed the day before?
Oh what a thing to think about
And What about the thatched roofs and the restaurants that define portland per sponsored content
Like me at this moment telling you i’m a great poet
A bit manipulative a video of something in a bowl
How big are hummingbirds,
Prado, which probably means bulls to me, nesting seasons of crows
The property management cut down their tree
The pair sat on the roof with twigs before they flew away
All that work for nothing, evicted
First thought last thought worst thought, that’s just me now, interjecting
I can’t even figure this, oh now here, some gifts for my brother
In may
Here i was high, irish menus, irish sausage rolls
Russian america … that was an accident
My credit card interest is piling up but seeing it pile is reassuring
Like the crows feel, i’m sure
Bok choy and scholarships, bangers and mash
Salt fat and acid because i reproduced salami and avocado
Toast with brie i would never, but the internet has not discovered my friend’s trick
I won’t can’t tell you, student loans and neptune township
Funny to live in a land on earth named after a planet
If anything will bring comets close to earth
It’s the annoyance of being named
For this stupid place with 12 cozy places to eat, impenetrable pastas
Old poems about women, synonyms for field where they can land
A car muffler backfires, perfect they can use that
William butler yeats
With his wild swans, which still i think
Belong to the queen
And so what does that mean
About american swans?
I need to google
And find out what american swans
Do all day
Their political beliefs
And if they fight
For independence
Robyn Schelenz is originally from Birdsboro, Pennsylvania. Her poems are at Maudlin House, The Nervous Breakdown, Words and Sports Quarterly and DUSIE. Say hi at https://www.instagram.com/robynotheswede/.
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