Posted in Simply Poetry
“In the Spring,
I have counted 136 different kinds of weather inside of 24 hours”
Mark Twain
Spring Weather
A single branch
Making its stance
Sprung out of spring
Now, let’s all sing
Tag Archives: Simply Poetry
Spring Weather (one)
Posted in Simply Poetry
“In the Spring,
I have counted 136 different kinds of weather inside of 24 hours”
Mark Twain
Spring Weather
The grass, green
It’s the time of spring
The birds, do sing
But,
Big white snowballs
From the sky fall
WTF?
Spring Weather (three)
Posted in Simply Poetry
“In the Spring,
I have counted 136 different kinds of weather inside of 24 hours”
Mark Twain
Spring Weather
Suddenly,
Sunshine
Life again
Oh, so fine
Spring Weather (two)
Posted in Simply Poetry
“In the Spring,
I have counted 136 different kinds of weather inside of 24 hours”
Mark Twain
Spring Weather
Life is a struggle. the say
All you can do to survive, is pray…
…Especially in a hail storm
With a kid in a trolly
Oh, what folly!
Time
Posted in Simply Poetry
“Better three hours too soon
than a minute too late”
William Shakespeare
Time
Tick-tock, tick-tock
Said the clock
As time was running out
Running, running,
Never, ever stopping
Have to finish… one more job
Tick-tock, tick-tock
Said the clock
As time was running out
Faking, taking
Sometimes forsaking
Just to get on top
Tick-tock, tick-tock
Said the clock
As time was running out
Sooner, than later
Realized the inside hesitater
Something had to be swapped
Tick-tock, tick-tock
Said the clock
As time was running out
Oh, never mind
Just rewind
Now, more than ever,
It is time to unwind!
Sunday
Posted in Simply Poetry
“Sunday clears away the rust of the whole week.”
Sunday
Sunday morning
Life, lazy and boring
Before, a new week is dawning
Pop the cork,
Let’s celebrate off work
Until early Monday morning!
Before I go
Posted in Simply Poetry
“I believe that if life gives you lemons, you should make lemonade…
And try to find somebody whose life has given them vodka, and have a party”
Ron White
Before I go
I promised myself to take it slow
So just one more drink before I go
Boy, did that line have me sold
In this oldest of stories ever told
Now before you start with your hate and scold
And all things out of proportion blow
Let my simple story before you unfold
It had been, a damned hard week
On the first day, the future looked at best bleak
I felt nauseous, I felt weak
Not knowing where to look or what to seek
Monday, Tuesday, they were slow
Wednesday, I got a little bold
Thursday hit, also the proverbial fan’s shit
Finally Friday, lucky Friday
This was ultimately my day!
Things got done
Now it was time for some fun
So before I got to go
I just yelled ‘Hello!’
What else did you expect?
No more projects
No more work
(That lousy jerk!)
Only a time to hit the road
And let the fun times start to flow
Oh, and just in case you wondered,
And called out my number:
It was just a weekender
Spent on this bender
All work and no fun
Pardon the pun
Would start all over again
When dreaded Monday begins
May Day, May Day!
Posted in Holidays/Simply Poetry
“Today, in the May Day,
find a worker and shake his hand with gratitude!
Without workers, no civilization could be built!”
― Mehmet Murat Ildan
May Day, May Day!
“May Day! May Day!”
The clock blared
As the alarm went off
I woke up with a scoff
“What the F…!”
As this, was supposed to be my day off!
Clearing my throat, with a cough
I quickly got up, in a huff and a puff
Waking, this early in the morning, was tough
I looked at the clock on the wall
Figuring some way, to stall
But the only option, was my ass outside to haul
First view from the window
Did my foggy mind blow
As I rubbed my eyes, little did I know
The only thing I would see, was more snow
What the hell was going on?
I thought May was summer’s dawn
But this plan has one big flaw
The winter has raised its ugly claw
It must have been because of the weather
My alarm clock had made this error
Waking me up early, knowing
I only, could this task endeavour
So now, it was up to me
The land and air rid of the freeze
To bring forth the sunshine and warm breeze
Just had to figure out, how this task to seize!
If I only had powers of magic
I would just pull out some gimmick
But unfortunately, my witchery has a limit
So, for now, I just taped on an image
Onto the window with a view quite idyllic
A summery green meadow,
The warmer weathers to mimic
Solitary
Posted in Simply Poetry
“Everyday life is like programming, I guess.
If you love something you can put beauty into it”
Donald Knuth
Solitary
Peaceful and silent
On this solitary island
Like a rough uncut diamond
Where blue meets blue
In the waters and skies hue
There is really not much to do
Maybe, just maybe
This is really good for you
Yes, this is my land
Here is were I stand
Just because, I can
Family
Posted in Simply Poetry
“Everyday life is like programming, I guess.
If you love something you can put beauty into it”
Donald Knuth
Family
Please do not stop and stare
Because, this, is a family affair
We stand here
Huddled together
Like the proverbial
Bird of the same feather
Or maybe,
There is a too tight tether
Binding us like leather?
But never mind
Just be kind
Leave us to our devices
Our familiar vices
And for them
Do not us despise
For we are
Who we are
A family
Of roses
Standing here
In our poses
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