lol :)
betrayal - a nonsense haiku
singalong seaside
coquettish cuttlefish court
betrayed by sea snails
5/18/2022
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
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lol :)
betrayal - a nonsense haiku
singalong seaside
coquettish cuttlefish court
betrayed by sea snails
5/18/2022
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
eventually
sky over stars rules
such is the status
of planets without
fools
sing along it may
just take one
to an earth without
curse!
Enjoyed :)
Secrets
She gives her diet soda a shake,
laughing when the bubbles break.
The sounds of silence keep her awake -
yonder waves and gulls forsake.
Biscuits are random, giant, and deep,
but have no secrets to keep.
After eating cake and thoughts of sleep -
dark dreams after counting sheep.
5/19/2022
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
Enjoyed both your poems, cacian and tailor. Cacianīs poem reminds me of "The little prince", tailor's is about a not so little princess?
THE EARTH
Itīs brown, itīs red
Itīs green and blue
itīs heart secrets
grey ruins and black embers.
It floats in round eternity
Losing its ephemeral children
to Father Time.
Sadly, a reluctant princess. Feeling ephemeral for now... with hope for much more :)
An Ode to a Spirit
Charming spirit, such a delightful sight.
How I love when you (from nowhere ?) appear.
At first when you arrived I was affright,
'tis but living in a dream when you're near.
Might I inquire, how long will you stay ?
You exist ! Are no mere superstition.
The jasmine and honeysuckles of May,
Pale to the scent of your apparition.
You manifest as a spectral pure light.
With flashing green eyes, my glad companion,
Your sweet humor is my unfeigned delight.
Surely this is no infatuation.
Now, as my days shorten, be still my heart,
I long for the days we're never apart.
5/20/2022
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
Double
PS- Posts when edited, tend to appear doubled.
Enjoyed the spirit of the poem!
The year
Sleepy January,
Dancing February
or maybe March
Passionflower in April,
May and June a friendly turmoil...
Holydays in July!
Brisk August,
Slow September
October, November,
melt quickly into December
and itīs Christmas rushes,
Do the years still have months
after one is seventy?
Loved your poem :) In answer, we'll find out soon enough (lol).
nonsense - an acrostic
numerous pebbles cobble streams
onomatopoeic cool rushes calm
net frills avoided by fish gills thrill
scintillating bubbles burble effervescently
ecological disparities get their freak on
numerous pebbles contain salmon eggs
stupidities generating liquidities, as
eels wear patchwork quilts of kelp
5/21/2022
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
re: snif! Enjoyed the acrostic
The Poem
proteic
oracles
engender
myths
Enjoyed yours too !
green bottles
cheerier these days
empty aged green bottles hide
away from kittens
5/22/2022
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
:)
Winter in May
Inane teas
Wrecked blankets
Frozen houses, stranded buildings.
But on the dark streets,
Cold terror reigns!
Brutal winter and urban danger... on the flip side:
Enjoyed the acrostic... https://www.iwfbc.com/mission-core-values/ :)
A Man Who Owned Trees - A Limerick
There once was a man who owned trees.
Who said, "See the great Japanese!"
It was an ornamental Maple,
Which gave him no syrple,
No matter how many times he said please!
5/23/2022
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
Lol!
There once were three men...
There once were three men
One owned a hen
The second one a gem
And the last one a pen
The first one ate his hen
The second sold his gem
The third one penned
this poem.
Enjoyed. Did some random googling using your words and found this: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robert...int_engravings
Includes a hen (hen and henpecked) and a diamond pen !
The Lyricist
His words hammer when he performs.
Into a rock god he transforms.
His fans, like locusts - in vast swarms,
Endure even the worst of storms.
And when he gives his fist a shake,
Laughing till the gates of hell quake,
The only other sounds the break,
Of silence when the masses wake.
Lyrics burn sonorous and deep,
Those who truly understand weep,
And in that instant, in one sweep,
Casts the shackles from off the sheep.
Rising, still weary from his bed,
With new arpeggios in his head,
He reflects on the quick and dead,
With too many words left unsaid.
5/25/2022
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
Lol!Didnīt know this poem. Enjoyed very much The Lyricist, seems one unusual take to me. Might it be inspired by so powerful lĸrics as "The Sound of Silence"?
Huballo Hill
Huballo
On Huballo Hill
The world stands still
On Huballo plane
Lifeīs ever the same
In Huballo woods
The wanderer broods
But Huballo river
What a fever, what a fever!
Enjoyed Huballo Hill... Trying for context... no joy.
Yes, after viewing Disturb's "Sound of Silence" and a bit of research on the lĸrics and background I thought I'd take the "AI" to task
Here's the original using the "AI":
Whose song is that? I think I know.
Its owner is quite happy though.
Full of joy like a vivid rainbow,
I watch him laugh. I cry hello.
He gives his song a shake,
And laughs until her belly aches.
The only other sound's the break,
Of distant waves and birds awake.
The song is glittering, deep and deep,
But he has promises to keep,
After cake and lots of sleep.
Sweet dreams come to him cheap.
He rises from his gentle bed,
With thoughts of kittens in his head,
He eats his jam with lots of bread.
Ready for the day ahead.
Quite predictable as you know by now... thought I'd feed it some Eurythmics/Quiet Riot/Dio influences (mostly ignored) and was going to leave it at that, and title it "The Glittering And Deep Song", but thought what the heck, I'll try to make something of it... still nonsense, and there ya go. Could almost make something sensible out of it :)
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
re: No context with Huballo. I just invented the word, I liked the sound of it.
Lol! You greatly improved the "AI". But sometimes these "templates" are limiting to me. I find it easier to invent form and content.
Gulliver and the horses
So once Gulliver was spilled ashore
on an island
And a white horse knocked at his door.
They engaged in silent conversation
About horse and human traditions.
When Gulliver left the island
Many years later
He was more of a horse,
than a man.
Interesting poetic analysis... found this https://www.cliffsnotes.com/literatu...the-houyhnhnms
A Man Named Obladee
Obladee was a man who liked boats.
Actually anything on water that floats.
When attempting to write a song about them
He came up with a whale of a gem.
He just didn't have enough notes.
5/27/2022
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
re1:Very interesting analysis. I think the Houyhnhnms were a sort of Utopia for Swift.
re2: Didnīt know that Obladi, oblada was an Nigerian Expression:
https://www.songfacts.com/facts/the-...f%20the%20song.
There was a louse
that kept house
with a mouse
They used to dance
A waltz of Strauss.
1 - interesting conjecture
2 - me either
poem: lol
Bentley's Paradox
There once was a man who liked gravity.
He said, "See the lovely cavity!"
You see he was allergic to gluten,
Just like Isaac Newton,
It made his tummy all wavity.
5/27/2022
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
Lol!
In Iflifuz down Mazerat
There lived an gnifuz,
he loiped and wombed
He toiled and tombed
masticated and frombed
and he was the jing
of his maza.
Very Carrollolian !
A Man From the Ocean
There once was a man from the ocean.
Who once had a wonderful notion.
He thought until things came quite surreal,
Then got in his automobile,
And now we have perpetual motion.
5/29/2022
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
Lol!
There was once
(not so very once)
a smartphone,
that couldnīt find itīs tone.
It didnīt feel so smart anymore
And oh, so alone!
It had no heart,
Not even of stone.
And it hadnīt a home
to call its own.
Poor smartphone :(
shoes
his shoes are decrepit, holey, and dingy
broken in to the point of appearing cringey
after lots of sleep he's not too lazy
to go out and peruse the second-hand store's mazy
- he's just too stingy
5/29/2022
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
Enjoyed! Hoping your shoes are ok!
The shoes
There once was,
a pair of shoes.
When they were still new,
They were wedded in grand style.
They trudged on,
side by side
With nothing to hide.
Time was their guide,
It would glide,
ever so slight,
Day following night.
They became very old,
And so,
their short tale was told.
Enjoyed :)
kangaroo
****'scrow is nearly -
a mad kangaroo off his feed
because it's too early
6/2/2022
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
??
The Story of Palumbo/Palumba
Palumbo, or Palumba
was hit by a car.
Trailing its grazed wing.
It hid in a garage
and got food and water
by enchanted hands.
"This bird is ****ting
all over the place"
Grumbled the keeper,
Respecting though
its survival strategies.
Palumbo/Palumba stayed on
Daily flexing its hurt wing.
Some time later
It perched tentatively
On the roof of the garage.
Next day it was feeding
with its buddies.
When it felt strong
Palumbo/Palumba
flew away.
Just a little grey dove
that mingled again
with its crowd.
Cute poem :)
Book
I so love my book,
it is so green and scary.
It has special hands,
and amazing eyelashes.
When it cuddles, I feel happy
6/4/2022
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
Ejoyed! A legit nonsensical poem!
Onįa 3 D
I' m not a hare,
But a jaguar,
I can do no harm
To anyone,
Cos I am
Onįa 3 D
Onįa 3D.
My body is a wonder
of technology
He, he, he!
I'm not a Muppet
Though I walk
Like a puppet.
I can do no harm
To anyone,
Cos I am
Onįa 3 D
Onįa 3D.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oLGiSoRoe8M
Beautiful animal :)
My Pet Moose - A Tanka Poem, by Anonymoose
I so dig my moose -
When he's perturbed and snorting
His tulip lips curl
And dips one rugged antler
Trampling all those who are near :yikes:
6/11/2022
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
Lol!
Alert
Never let loose
a moose,
itīs not a mouse
Nor even a goose.
Lol !
The Fool - A Nonsense Didactic Cinquain
The fool
Tormented
Dance, rebound, teleport
Bolder than I, perchance ?
Gone
6/14/2022
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
an old man from mars
there once was an old man from mars
who longed to visit the stars
so he saved up his shekels
to bleach all of his freckles
and left for M42 with his guitars
6/15/2022
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
Not nonsensical at all!
Poem without rhythm and reason
There once was a guitar
Just a common instrument
That played wonderful Lieder
Her owner was known near and far
To hear him play
People came from afar.
But one day he threw the guitar on the ground
in a fit of temper
Itīs strings broke,
it didnīt emit another sound.
The musician in despair,
Looked for new strings here and there
His house he sold
And sought the strings,
All over the world!
Until he arrived in music land
And found a travelling band.
When the guitar heard the sounds,
mended were its strings
and it started to sing on its own.
The musician joined the band,
They sang from town to town
And for all I know
might still be around.
I like it ! :)... inspired me thus:
the locust
Lied - "In Western classical music tradition, lied is a term for setting poetry to classical music to create a piece of polyphonic music." - Wikipedia
he lied, he cried, ever the out-lyre
playing his guitar unstrung as it wept
with his lay, his lieder, his hawaiian slider
we drank his gibson of satriani sweat as
he fret with his strat-o-caster / o-various...
vicarious as if he were the dead in need -
a zombie incarnate as his finger tips bled
pedal to the metal - his biceptual
guns raging in the machine out of focus -
hocus pocus - with a du hast! duality
krokus with your slip knot - a' dios to
a rainbow, a stairway he led us
to a reality of moth eaten overcoats -
smelling of innocence and peppermints
6/15/2022
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
"a' dios to
a rainbow, a stairway he led us
to a reality of moth eaten overcoats -
smelling of innocence and peppermints
" Exactly! Itīs how it feels today. Enjoyed much. The next poem comes tomorrow, I need to think a bit.
The "du hast duality" escaped me!:)
Translation
If "you" is " "du"
and "Tisch" has a taste of "table"
Why does "happines" dissolve
into "Freude" and "Angst" torment
the German and the English idiom?
The lyrics of languages
hide in the gaps of meaning.
re: du hast! duality: sorry... this refers to some song lyrics by Rammstein where "du hast" is sometimes construed as "du hasst"... https://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/r/...anslation.html
"The lyrics of languages hide in the gaps of meaning." - prolly most fitting in this case where the German wordplay is lost in English (evidently)... I think it was meant to be ambiguous. I vaguely remembered the allusion from some time ago.
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
Re: Thanks for the explanation and the link, tailor, now it makes sense to me:
Ich habe
du has (s) t is a very fitting wordplay, I think now more than ever.
fragrant, wilted flowers for hard times
what flowers are those ?
fragrant flowers, yet wilted
- and some resemble a rose
vitality exceeding their shelf life
marked down to half price :)
I know some local wildlife
who'd think them nice enough
6/17/2022
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor