EDITED [not DIETED] AFTER ORDERING FROM McDonald's

I brandish
My radish!
I shake tomato and watermelon slices!
I wield celery and carrot sticks!
Not for notoriety or riches!
But for a nutritional regimen
That will reduce my ample abdomen!

EaRtH & mOoN

EaRtH & mOoN sEeN fRoM MaRs
BuT wHeRe iN tHe WoRLd aRe ThE sTaRs?
pLeAsE tUrN oN sOmE LiGhTs

dAzZLiNg GLoWiNg PeArLy HAIKU

OpALiNe PhObOs
dAzZLiNg GLoWiNg PeArLy
SaTeLLiTe Of MaRs

NoT eLePhAnT's HiDe HAIKU

MaRs MiNi CrAToRs
CaP oF CaRbOn DiOxiDe
NoT eLePhAnT's HiDe

NONSENSE WRITTEN AFTER MIDNIGHT WHILE THINKING ABOUT KEATS

By William Holman Hunt

white toilet paper spins on a crooked spindle
but not my life

blue sky turns black with shiny stars at night
but not my life

blazing summer’s sun swelters cool heaven
but not my life

baby’s tears toil after boisterous laughter
but not my life

I write these thoughts because I cannot sleep
but not my wife.

SOUND OF A POEM INSIDE MY HEAD Composed While Having Thoughts About Voltaire

"Je ne suis pas d'accord avec un mot de ce que vous dites, mais je me battrai jusqu'à la mort pour votre droit de le dire."

[“I disapprove of what you say, but I will defend to the death your right to say it.”]

Francois-Marie Arouet de Voltaire

1st version:

Crickets
Between my ears
Thunderclaps
In my head
I’d like to live
A few more years
Fore’ I’m dead.

2nd version:

Inside my head
Thunderclaps.
Between my ears
Crickets.
I’d like to live
A few more years
Before I’m dead.

3rd version:

Thunderclaps
Inside my head.
Crickets
Betwixt my ears.
Before I’m dead
I’d like to live
A few more years.

4th version:

I’ve got
Thunderclaps
In my head
And crickets
In my ears
But I’d like to
Live a
Few more years
Fore’ I’m dead.

5th version:

Thunderclaps are
Inside my head
And crickets are
Between my ears
But I’d like to live
A few more years
Before I’m dead.