Tag Archives: Poetic Asides

This Day

.. This poem has 24 hours to prove herself, remove herself from the naughty list. She’s just in time for a seize -the-rhyme (Carpe De-um) sort of day (oh. You say day you say day you say day? Oh.) Give … Continue reading

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Please Pardon This Poem’s (Fairy) Dust

‘Cause I’m under construction everyone so you’ll have to mind the mess I’m under some construction ………………………..– No Doubt   . She’s longing to be exquisite in her own bright skin, so she’s filling in between the lines with sprite, … Continue reading

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Building Permits for a Fragile Castle

And if a bird can speak, who once was a dinosaur, And a dog can dream; should it be implausible  That a man might supervise The construction of light – Projekct Two     .. We’re gonna build it up-up-up, of our own … Continue reading

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Schooled Poem

 . This poem knows a thing or two, turns out. Doubt her if you must, but she’s been around the block and down the street and see that corner over there? She ruled it, once. She’s once bitten, twice shy. … Continue reading

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Making Up for Lost

Oh, some pages turned Some bridges burned But there were lessons learned – Carrie Underwood .. Time. She spent a few too many years spending it …………..(energy, tears) on things that didn’t really matter. Beats. Somewhere, somehow, the rhythm of … Continue reading

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One’s Fill

.. This poem is full of it, to overflowing. Plenty o’ this, and plenty o’ that. She’s all that and a bag of chips. Abundant lips, iambic feet. Treat her to the rhythm of some -thing new, a wealth of … Continue reading

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Full Heart

You saw the whole of the moon I spoke about wings You just flew …………………– Waterboys   . She’s more moon than most, actual size never changing but always new in her glow. Throw in one lone crow, black smudge … Continue reading

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