One Child's Gift to Another
The ring she gave was made of lead
And broke one lonely day.
"It has no worth," the jeweler said.
He'll keep it anyway.
One Child's Gift to Another
The ring she gave was made of lead
And broke one lonely day.
"It has no worth," the jeweler said.
He'll keep it anyway.
My blog: https://frankhubeny.blog/
Cherry Blossom
The cherry blossom falls
Like a memory of snow
Eulogised
By the promise of Spring.
surprises from within
are drops of golden scents
they irridate in love
in feelings and in words
surprises are sublime
when given from within
it may never try
but when it does it sigh
it is just that
good
it fly
I once saw a man
Walking down the street.
I laughed at him
Because he had big feet.
Staying
Be careful that you do not step in love.
Who knows what boisterous Bill was thinking of
Before his Katie smiled at him that day
And for some reason didn't step away.
My blog: https://frankhubeny.blog/
Kunst Wille
Another year older and closer to death,
I’m writing this down to save my breath.
Can’t spare a thought for the future or past
But live for the now and the scotch in my glass.
What of tomorrow? It never comes -
I might as well sit and just twiddle my thumbs.
According to quantum there’s someone like me
Out in the multiverse having a spree,
I on the other hand, failed quite badly,
Except when I’m writing or typing so madly.
Why do I bother? Well, Lord alone knows;
It’s just the compulsion comes up from my toes.
Dino Dinner
Eaten by a dinosaur that didn't die but should have,
I didn't run although I know in retrospect I could have.
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These are great fun to read. Please keep 'em comin'.
In the Supermarket at the Automated Checkout
It seems a little strange I know
To say "thank you" before I go
At what is just a grand machine,
But I don't care much if I'm seen.
You can hear "thank you" all around.
It is a very female sound.
And if I don't respond then what's
To stop me being a meat robot.
Green and Mean
Gremlins are green. Ghosts are sheer white.
Monsters are mean mostly at night.
My blog: https://frankhubeny.blog/
I hope you don't mind me tagging on YesNo.
You poems are very good.
the tinkle of breaking glass
rips through the core
and the flabby cheeks
of my sagging arse
Before sunlight can shine through a window, the blinds must be raised - American Proverb
Thanks for the comment, Paulclem! I don't mind any tagging along. I like the alliteration in the last line on "wraiths", "rags" and "rage" in what you wrote. I think it better fits the alliterative meter used in Beowulf that I was trying to imitate.
I've enjoyed reading the others as well. Most recently, Hawkman's reference to the "multiverse" and Delta40's reference to "glass" will likely stay in my mind for a while.
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