They said I couldn’t write a poem
Without using the letter “E”.
They were right, and yet somehow
I’m happy as can be.
On occasion you may find
Satisfaction without complying.
Also, I don’t know how to cut out
My first stanza… not lying!
Tag Archives: Challenge
Challenge Accepted
And so I lounged on a borrowed couch
Devoid of inspiration
And instead of making the difficult choice
To use my imagination
I went onto my phone to search
The internet for an answer
And I recalled why random prompts
Are worse, perhaps, than cancer.
But undeterred, despite misgivings
I shall now attempt
To write what poetrypromptgenerator.com
Gave me without contempt:
There once was a sanctimonious hand-wringer
Whose neurotic pedantry gave a metaphorical finger
To those who deign to carouse
With those of osseous brows.
Some compare me to him as a visual dead ringer.
Filed under Poems
“Write A Poem With Silver And Orange… You Can’t”
All that is gold does not glitter;
All that is green does not grow;
But all that is orange and all that is silver
Will not have an easy rhyme though.
Filed under Poems
Accolades
Today I was nominated
For a “Dragon Loyalty Award”
By Aunty Cath, my follower
Whom I am grateful toward.
The gist of this distinction
(Besides just being great)
Is to write a bit about yourself
And other blogs you appreciate.
So first, the bit about me.
I will share seven things:
I play and teach the clarinet,
I enjoy playing on swings,
I’m a board game fanatic
And a pokemon collector,
My favorite band is “Great Big Sea”
And I’m a rampant grammar-corrector.
The seventh thing I’ll share with you
Is that I don’t read many blogs.
Mostly they’re about men’s fashion
Or have pictures of cute dogs.
So if you want to win something
Like this esteemed award,
You can claim I nominated you
And boom! Now you’re not bored.
And thanks again to Aunty Cath:
I might just follow you,
‘Cause you gave me a topic for today
Besides just a haiku.
Easter Eggs
Easter eggs confuse me.
They do not come from a bunny,
And telling children that they do
Just really isn’t funny.
What is funny though
Is in movies, games and books
When the creators add in secret things
You don’t find in the first few looks.
And so, as writer’s block set in
This gray and fateful day,
I left an Easter egg for you
Hidden amidst this page.
If you can find it, good for you!
Like or comment and let me know.
If you don’t here’s a hint: It’s a question
That resides where the internet knows.
Filed under Poems, To the Reader
“100 Things” Challenge
As you know, dear reader,
This blog is just for fun.
There’s seldom something serious,
And humor’s number one.
But today I offer something new:
A challenge, if you please.
Try to rid your life of a hundred things.
At this, you should not sneeze.
Start out with the simple things:
The games you never play,
Some plates or mugs or napkins,
Or that spinach flavored sorbet.
Then move on to bigger things,
Like clothes you never wear.
Give some of it to charities
And see how people care.
Do you really need those picture books
You’ve had since second grade?
A flashlight without batteries,
Or pictures of parades?
Then finally, you’ve rid yourself
Of fifty useless “these.”
You realize now more’s got to go,
And now you’ve reached the keys:
The keys of this whole exercise
Is when you’ve given so,
It’s nasty things that hurt you,
That now will have to go.
There’s grudges, grime, and politics,
And yelling on the news.
There’s people who annoy you a lot
And singing lonely blues.
And when you’ve gotten rid of
100 needless things,
You’ll suddenly feel freer
And happier than kings.
I hope you take this challenge
And try it out yourself.
Get rid of things you do not need
And endless is your wealth.
Filed under Poems, To the Reader
The Daily Travesty 