The Poetry Marathon

BEEN THERE DONE THAT

Little babes with belly gas

Politicians showin’ their ass.

Employees working over time

Children made to tow the line.

Old farts with nothin’ better to do

When your neighbor wants to sue.

Actors and their temperaments

Landlords anxious for the rent.

Husbands with the common cold

Finding what you want’s been sold.

Athletes wanting higher pay

Being told to wait another day.

It’s times like these we make a fuss

When we’re feeling querulous!

36 CORN ROAD  (PART 4)  THE REUNION

It was the best time I can remember

Family gathered in one place

Nothing fancy or pretentious

Just a field, the sun and love all around us.

The hay wagon was full from edge to edge

Foods so numerous stomachs wouldn’t growl for weeks

Even Aunt Imogene’s freshly sliced tomatoes would attract

The picky kids with the “no veggies on my plate” policy.

Why is it that as a kid, we didn’t mind having to make a trek

To the outhouse when duty, or doody called?

They had a three-seater complete with a smaller hole for us youngsters.

I can remember going with some of the aunties and I’d listen to the gossip

While we were all perched over our wooden depositories…haha!

And the cousins, Mike and Traci, Pam and Ronnie, Peggy, and the whole Dye clan

We played for hours, talked and talked, walked the woods, the creeks, the hills.

We walked up to the house on the hill and when we came back down, inertia would

Get the best of our legs.  It’s like we were flying.

It was time to clean up.  Get ready to head home.  But not before we listened for the

Whippoorwills…a bird we never seemed to hear at home.  The horses were coming in

From the pasture.  You could hear their hooves galloping through the stream.  Their force

Seemed to shake the earth beneath us.  IT WAS MAGICAL.

The only thing better than being there is being able to hold tight to these memories.

Banana man

Sad and groggy

Soaked in milk

And feeling soggy.

Life looses it’s a”peel”

When you find out, YOU’RE the meal.

And not just a funny fruit!!

SCREWED!

Damn coffee is thick as concrete

Wish I had grabbed my canteen off of the shelf

A little extra kick it holds would help break this fog I am in.

Writing from the edge of the dock seemed poetic at the time

I could write about the moonbeams disturbing the hush of the water’s edge.

Oh hell there is a skunk looking at me from behind the fir tree.

I AM SCREWED!!

CHARLOTTE’S WEB

From the tips of her extremities

She spun her web of lies

Delicately interwoven

With many lows and highs.

She lured them in so easily

With her stunning looks and charm

The lonely, sad and gullible

Unprepared to face her harm.

She took from them their dignity

Their bank accounts and more

She never dreamed there’d come a day

Someone would tie the score.

Befriended by another who

Was on to Charlotte’s game

She eased right into Charlotte’s world

Her intentions were the same.

To take from Charlotte all the things

She had swindled from her pray

And leave Charlotte empty handed

Not knowing what to say.

Charlotte realized she’d met her match

From a chick as smart as she

Which made the sting a little less

She was set to let it be.

But that web we call the internet

Can deceive all in its wake

Seems that Charlotte lost it all

To the ones she had foresaked.

Try keeping your intentions pure

When on the world wide web

And when you find Charlottes and the like

Then swat those spiders dead!

I AM

I am the greatest of all times

I am a rock, I am an island

I am your father

I am I said

I am Groot

I am happy

I am a teapot

I am woman hear me roar

I am what I am

I am no worse for wear

I am pretty, oh so pretty

I am the bread of life

Who ME???

I am daughter, sister, wife

I am momma, cousin, aunt

I am Grandma Noodle too.

I am an employee, care giver

I am council woman, pet owner

I am a friend, a mentor

I am a poet, sort of.

I am also what you find in the mystery of the clouds

And the bounty at the end of a rainbow

I am everything and sometimes nothing at all

And yes, I am a teapot!

Sevenling- Formations

Formations begin, evolving then gone

Colors changing as quickly

As the winds.

Images differ from eye to eye

A dog with a ball, dancers

A feather floating by.

A picture show for all to see, yet never duplicated.

CAT STEPHENS

(a Kennings Poem)

Face licker

Door greeter

Bed warmer

Intruder warner

Squirrel chaser

Snack master

Porch sitter

Bone chewer

Sun soaker

Crumb muncher

Bath dodger

Flea Scratcher

Street Walker

Yard waterer

Family lover

Heart stealer

36 CORN RD. (PART 3) – UNCLE DAVEY

U  unbelievably underrated, undoubtedly unique

N  never neglected a nephew or niece

C  casual, comical, character and clown

L  laughing and loving all over town

E  epic, endearing, engaging and more

D  Davey, dear Davey

A  admired, adored

V  very valued, a Veteran

E  eagle-eyed too

Y  youthful yesteryear’s, yearning for you.

DOWN BUT NOT OUT (A 24-hour poetry marathon prompt – Haiku)

SHE HAD NOTHING LEFT

HER NEW BEGINNING BECKONS

FEAR REPLACED WITH HOPE