I wish I were an ocelot
so I could lick myself alot
keeping clean my handsome spots
oh to be an ocelot!
I like ocelots, and the word itself, but I prefer lemurs. Marsupial is also a great word...
The night is like a diamond
Each day is like a pearl
Adiaphorous but for the gun
Playful like a squirrel
The gulls become winged bullets
At the bat of an eye
Spitting out fire from their gullets
Before they even try
Mama has then her ten children
Bathed and ready to dine
Winged bullets speed to kill them
Tase their spirits divine
The night is like a diamond
Each day is like a pearl
Adiaphorous but for the gun
Playful like a squirrel
Adiaphorous
Ad`i`aph´o`rous
a. 1. Indifferent or neutral.
2. (Med.) Incapable of doing either harm or good, as some medicines.
I learned something today, and it's still early!
What darkness is this belched up
from the belly of the night?
An angry, awesome sky
chases the sun away,
and chills the bones of balconies,
who rattle with the sound of cold.
Wow! Edgar and Cav! Fantastic:
Awake for dawn has flung the stone
That puts the stars to flight......
Wait a minute. Omar beat me to that one.
From melted sleep I wake
To slats of sunlight
As the cooling morn refracts
The evanesced darkness.
Eventual doubt is all it took
A copied movie from the book
Whose right you say that this must be
A written word for all to see
All else is gone and dare I say
The thickened plot has gone away
An empty cover blank inside
The theme had nothing left to hide
Lingering memories left unsaid
credits roll...no tears are shed
Great, colorbook. I loved that poem. Life as a metaphorical novel is pretty much in line with "pages in a book", and like screenplays, some are good, some bad.
More Hendecasyllables....(phew, just got this one done under the time limit.) It all goes to eleven!
No tears are shed for loss of sleep and waning
moonlit nights frought with heavy winds and snowflakes,
falling with purpose, cool drive, each one unique,
perhaps with a mission in mind, a journey
of proportion and privacy, which falls on
our deaf human ears. But I shall not shed tears,
I will embrace the mystery, the subtle
differences between each calm and crystalline
entity, and walk between them, and with them,
praising the engineering of heaven's souls,
none alike, but all falling on common ground.
Cav: I learned adiaphorous by accident while searching the word diaphane, believe it or not. I mistakenly spelled adiaphane.
It's a good word indeed Edgar. I wasn't aware of it either, until your happy accident.
CLEANING BRICKS
While cleaning bricks, all on a chill, dewy, day,
I chanced on a spider, haughty, hopping, grey;
I'd chanced on a monarch regally serene,
Who rarely let trespassers get through her screen.
She eyed me with all her eyes, her body'd spin
The second my hand or body twitched their skin.
"I want only to clean off the mold," I said.
She did not reply, for she just wanted me dead
And saw no reason to speak with Meat Mountain,
As she called the man on pressure wash fountain.
I left her still challenging on carpet green.
Very nice Edgar.
I litagator, then I ate her,
Cajun-style, a fine reptile.
When I was a boy of ten
I read the poem of Gunga Din
When I was a man
Getting an Asian tan
Gunga took one on the chin
English 101
A man I know spent his life in jail
behind bars of ignorance absurd.
The vapid trial judge heard his plaintive wail
found guilty for conjugating a verb.
Conjugal visit with a verb? Tell us more, BBB.
In days of old, roads were high.
No matter what, you were safe and dry.
Now, roads are empty canals,
Except if it rains old sons and pals;
Except if it rains, oh my!
Water high as an elephant's eye
Swamps the cars, ear, nose, and jowls,
Then, and rooftop puppy howls.
Edgar
Edgar: "and rooftop puppy howls."
Awaaa, sob!
BBB
pansies' cross smiles
butterfly's flit flit ways
dog lifting leg
