DAY 8
Homophone poem
DAY 11
CINQUAIN
enough
of this turmoil
i've just had far too much
stop the world i want to get off
wrong bus
SHADORMA
stony broke
it's a way of life
for a few
not so bad
as long as you have shelter
food pen and paper
DAY 12
the sound
of the key in the door
you're home
it always makes me happy
even after all these years
DAY 13.... FORGIVENESS
let there be
nothing to forgive
let it all slide away
or it will destroy you
don't let it touch you
if you're lucky
there will be someone
in your life
who will never hurt you
who truly loves you
and if not
well
in some cases
there's always
a very squidgy cuddle cat
who adores his owner
is always pleased to see her
loves her poems
and the fact that
he eats fresh crab tuna and steak
gets to sleep
taking up most of the space
on a queen size bed
has regular brushing and paw massage
has nothing to do with his deep
and lasting affection for his favourite human( ahem) !
DAY 14
AND NOW FOR SOMETHING DIFFERENT
Where the bee sucks, there suck I:
oh dear,not recommended
In a cowslip’s bell I lie;
at your current weight
very bad idea
There I couch when owls do cry.
well we know why they're crying
On the bat’s back I do fly
that wasn't a bat
After summer merrily.
you should really cut back on the mead
Merrily, merrily shall I live now
Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
in your condition i would say unlikely
Merrily merrily shall I live now
Under the blossom that hangs on the bough
you're delusional darling
Apologies to Will
The Tempest.... Shakespeare




Visiting your blog can be an extraordinary experience! These wonderful poems proof. The cinquain and Will my favorites.
ReplyDeleteThank you Helen !
ReplyDeletePretty much what Helen said – except, no surprise here, the cat poem is my very favourite. I enjoyed them all, of course, and your wicked fun with Will stands out for me too.
ReplyDeleteThank you Rosemary....not too well at the moment so it's always nice to receive some kind words.
ReplyDeleteThe sleeping cat stole my heart. Love all your poems.
ReplyDeleteDay 14 is my favorite. You do Slick Willie Shakes proud. :)
ReplyDeleteWho can resist that squidgy cat?
ReplyDelete"Homophone poem" evokes conflicting emotions out of me. It's nice that someone thought to brings some light into someone else's life. But not for pity. Anything done for pity is tainted. Leaves me wishing the narrator judged the relationship wrong. Because there is such hurt in her voice...
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