Tag Archives: #Friday

On a Friday (extended)

On a Friday

What would you say

could be more wonderful

than writing poetry on a Friday?

Answers on a very large postcard.

.

No, seriously,

what could ever be better

than putting words together?

.

Obviously you have to be selective

with your word placements,

otherwise, dishclockpotatoes,

or cloth gaze mute paragraphs

might occur,

although…

Thursday Afternoon

With five syllables

and only two longer words:

Thursday Afternoon.

.

Monday and Tuesday,

Friday, Sunday, and today,

also fit the form.

.

But not Wed-nes-day,

and defo not Saturday,

or yesterday day.

On a Friday

What would you say

could be more wonderful

than writing poetry on a Friday?

Answers on a very large postcard.

I woke up (and it wasn’t Friday)

I woke up with that Friday Feeling,

and was then informed

that if wasn’t.

What? I replied.

But, it must be! I continued.

Saturday? I queried.

Where did Friday go?

I asked.

I missed Friday? I questioned my sanity.

Nooooooo! I exclaimed.

I wanted it to be Friday.

But, it isn’t!

I cried

Friday Fail

It’s Friday

and I have nothing to say,

write, or put up for sale –

Friday fail.

“It’s Friday!” – Revisited!

Named after Freya,

a Norse goddess of fame,

who partied hard at the weekends,

to give Friday its name,

Friday, gets off lightly,

compared to the other week days –

it fares only slightly worse

than Saturday or Sunday –

and Friday night is often held

up high

as part of the weekend,

and a fine time to fly.

“It’s Friday!”

Friday, gets off lightly,

compared to the other weeks days –

it fares only slightly worse

than Saturday or Sunday –

and Friday night is often held

up high

as part of the weekend,

and a fine time to fly.

Named after Freya,

a Norse goddess of fame,

who partied hard at the weekends,

to give Friday its name.

Friday I’m In Haiku

When Friday is done

it is time for the weekend:

so let fun commence.

Wetfriddy Haiku

It could be any

of the many days there are;

but, it’s Wetfriddy.

Friday (I don’t mind)

I’m neither happy

nor unhappy

that it is Friday –

I don’t mind at all;

but, I know,

that there are some

who have been waiting

for this day to arrive

since last Sunday night –

which is alright…

if you like Friday;

which I neither do,

nor don’t –

or so I say.