Tag Archives: #poetry. #poem

“We’re keeping the weeds to feed the bees.”

Lawnmower at the ready:

stood down;

shears and trimming tools:

returned to their racks;

plans to clear a path:

put on hold.

“We’re keeping the weeds

to feed the bees.”

Friday I’m In Haiku

When Friday is done

it is time for the weekend:

so let fun commence.

Edward de Leaf

Edward lived every day

as if it was his first,

or his last;

green of experience in his youth

he learnt all that could

until he became a wizened old fellow.

One day,

whilst wearing a coat of brown, trimmed with a motley yellow,

he fell to the ground,

and just lay there.

It all got a bit ‘Buntled!’

As I wendelled my weary way,

I was wary that, one day,

I might be steeply inclined

to walk up a hill;

but, still, I thought to myself,

that’s probably

not

going to happen today.

Two hours later, looking back

(and looking down)

I realised

how

it might feel

to be a clown,

or (more likely)

a cloud.

Wandering about wondering

it really shouldn’t be allowed.

A seagull in time

A seagull in time saves nine,

so they say;

but, who ‘they’ are, is never mentioned.

and what are the ‘nine’ that are to be saved?

Ladies dancing?

I think not.

“Hey… Stack!”

“Hey… stack

don’t build it high

or it will topple

and make a me-e-e-ess;

build it

as high as it is wide

then it will stay up

and not fall over

over over over over!!

*Many ‘La la las’ may follow here.

Blog Cabin / Vlog Cabin / Captain’s Log Cabin

Wordplay.

Wordplay?

When thoughts have occurred,

play with them,

twist them into shapes,

and reconfigure the letters,

make the first the third,

say what you now have,

and try to make sense

(or recompense)

or keep it different

by adding the term non –

non and sense together

make a sunny day

into stormy weather,

whether you understand it or not.

Mix it up –

and what see you got now have.

Drip, drip, drip.

Drip,

drip,

drip,

little April showers;

it’s been drip, drip, dripping

for hours and hours;

and the dogs have been wanting

to go out for a walk

for such a long time—

and so we went out

the moment we thought

the drip, drip, dripping had stopped;

and then we copped a bucket full of water

upon our heads,

and it drip, drip, dripped from our clothes instead:

drip, drip, drip, little April showers…

drip,

drip…

drip.

Vegan Pecan Pie

Vegan Pecan Pie

is never on my menu, –

any idea why?

Saturday Haiku #4

A walk with the dogs,

then *hoovering the bedroom.,

then *hoover the lounge.

*Hoover is the name of a Vacuum Cleaner Manufacturing Company – I live in a Vacuum not a Hoover. Discuss.