Sunday, February 16, 2014

Funny Words [Poem]

Once upon a time in Ishkawbibble..
The hooligans were up to their usual shenanigans.
Gabriel started an argy-bargy with an emu in a shrub,
so he had to take some bolus in his face and coccyx.

Back in all the brouhaha, he lost his aglet and doily!
Did he leave it in the flimsy bungalow?
Or at the eatery with that floozy hussy,
the one wearing a crummy chesterfield?
the one with a flouncy hat and a flappy skirt?
Man, she was nasty! Indubitably.

Maybe that pompous and puissant fellow stole them!
Through serendipity I met him, his name was Flanagan.
He bombarded my buttock with pain! Ouch. What a flop!

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Tuesday, February 11, 2014

A Child [Poem]

A child's footsteps are light
they don't carry
a heavy ego.

A child's movements are harmonious
their instruments are
not yet out of tune.

A child's heart is soft
It hasn't decayed
into cold numbness.

A child's mind is vast,
not yet forced
into being so narrow.

I say: Never grow up.
Fight to keep alive
your little celestial spark
known as childishness.