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Month: June, 2020

Spacious and Specious

Spacious and Specious

 

 

Hamlet speaks from the heart – and the gut.
Is he mad? Ha! Case open – and shut.
Method maybe does show—
But he’s crazed even so.
King of infinite space? What a nut!

 

 

–Tom Riley

 

Orange Ink

Orange Ink

 

My darkest dreams I wrote in orange ink.
Such was the instrument I had to hand.
Even the lurking spirits had to blink.
How could they see and read and understand?
I’d like to say the mystery was planned.
I’d like to claim obscurity as aim.
I’d like to make oracular my brand.
I’d like a lot of things. But, all the same,
I’d set no rules to regulate the game
I’d found myself right then insanely playing.
Out the despairing words serenely came.
I myself hardly knew what I was saying.
Now I can read those words no more than you.
Lost is the wretched insight. Good thing, too.

 

–Tom Riley

Shapelessness

Shapelessness

 

I’m trying to
keep in shape – but shapelessness
still creeps in.

 

–Tom Riley

Rip Van Biden

Rip Van Biden

 
In his basement, Joe Biden campaigns.
Sleeping most of the time? Who complains?
Biden’s handlers, you know,
Much prefer dormant Joe.
It’s not like he still has any brains.

 
–Tom Riley

 

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(If you enjoyed this gentle jab at Good Old Joe, you’ll love The Ghost of Biden’s Brain!)

No Spoonful of Sugar

No Spoonful of Sugar

 
Yes, a taste of his own medicine
He has taken indeed – with a grin.
And he finds it a hit.
Thus, he’s no hypocrite—
But consistency now is a sin.

 
–Tom Riley

 

(Trump admits hydroxychloroquine consumption.)

Not a Cheap Date

Not a Cheap Date

 
Biden gave Poroshenko a hug—
For that guy was a guy that Joe dug.
It’s through billions in aid
That such friendships are made.
I’ll bet Joe sniffed the poor leader’s rug.

 
–Tom Riley

 

BREAKING: Report Burisma Paid Ukrainian President $100MM ...
(If you enjoyed this affectionate limerick about Hair-Sniffin’ Joe, you’ll love The Ghost of Biden’s Brain.)

Self-Revelation

Self-Revelation

 
For the Democrat Party Mark Shea,
Foaming rabidly, lies in a way
That’s derived from the cunts
Whom he chuckled at once.
Thus the true Shea is placed on display.

 
–Tom Riley

 

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Without a Thermometer

Without a Thermometer

 
I’m getting hot
just thinking about the possibility
of a fever.

 
–Tom Riley

Joe Battles On

Joe Battles On

 
In Joe’s basement, there’s all that’s required
For a boffo campaign – as desired.
Although voter doubts grow,
Onward battles Bold Joe.
His cerebrum alone has retired.

 
–Tom Riley

 
(If you enjoyed this gentle and affectionate satirical limerick about Demented Joe Biden, you’ll love The Ghost of Biden’s Brain!)

Barriles Vacios

Barriles Vacios

 
Neither Shea nor his acolyte Alt
Has convictions. Please grasp this gestalt!
Once you do, things make sense.
In their view of events,
Emptiness isn’t even a fault.

 
–Tom Riley