What It Was, Was Football
BRAIN to SNOUT I was confused,
the SCENE made no SENSE at all.
Then a tiny clue got me enthused,
they were kicking a soccer ball!
Earning Our Wordle Plaudit
Gave our strategy an AUDIT
tried to STEAL a Wordle solve.
Delved into our TROVE of vowels
which solutions OFTEN involve.
Today is the Wordle of our Discontent
I am LUCID now,
the IMAGE is clear,
mind RIVEN no more,
no need for fear.
No longer a BITER,
I’m WISER not hyper.
But I did guess BIKER,
so must pay the piper.
Cold Hands, Warm Heart
Looking for a ROBIN,
a hummer would be GREAT.
According to my CHART
for Spring we’ll have to wait.
I may not be so SMART,
my brain won’t fill a QUART,
but winter blues APART
it’s April in my heart.
You Come On Like a Dream
Cookies and CREAM
with ANISE on top.
A sweet, HEADY theme.
Too HEAVY, full stop.
All We Need Is Love
Here’s a TOUGH QUERY for you,
what would CUPID BUILD if he could?
I think a giant heart would do,
more love in the world would be good.
The Race Is Not Always To The Swift (But That’s The Way To Bet)
COUNT to three then go
Fast, don’t leave a TRACE
WHELM your slower foe
Win the MATCH with grace
Don’t Do The Crime If You Can’t Do The Time
Feeling like a four-toed SLOTH
on this cold and RAINY day.
If that’s really such a CRIME
state the PRICE, gladly I’ll pay.
All’s Well That Ends
Our RELAY team was RIVEN,
halted by an awful SHOUT
from the RIDER who’d been given
a clue what it’s all about.
Over the RIDGE he was driven,
our Wordle solution in doubt.
That Don’t Make NO SENSE
It took quite a WHILE,
no FAULT could I find,
when milk starts to SCALD
no PSALM comes to mind.
Conscience Doth Make Cowards Of Us All
On yon VINYL floor, what do I see?
‘Tis a giant ROACH staring back at me.
To SMASH or not, which will it be?
STASH her in the trash and flee!
Failed Lyrics (Bob Dylan, Not Dylan Thomas)
When it’s ROUGH,
I do OPINE.
Troubles so BROAD,
must be a sign.
Looking for an ALLOY
but it won’t combine.
Put on an ASCOT
but it wasn’t mine.
Fear And Loathing In Five Letters
Debts you must REPAY
That’s the ADULT way
Be LOATH to shy away
from the TALON today
The IRONY of being a QUARK
Too small to be cut with a SHEAR
But can SCRAM without leaving a mark
If you look, it will just disappear
It is with you on a walk in a park
The IRONY of a QUARK who is strange
and is happiest alone on the range
is that sheep it can’t SHEAR
but can SCRAM without fear
and its secret power is color change.
Rainy Days And Mondays Make Me Fat
I eat when it’s RAINY
or for any CAUSE at all.
I know that’s not brainy
but it’s PASTA, c’mon y’all!
We’re a little GROUP of two
loving, living HEART to HEART.
We may get NERVY or blue
but we’re NEVER far apart.
Lunar New Year Resolution
When trying to ROUND out your diet
BRAID healthy foods into each meal
A few veg can help if you try it
FRIED taters ain’t part of the deal
A SPEAR is SOLID
and a STICK is STIFF.
Not much of a poem
but done in a jiff.
Our Dream For “A Low Dishonest Decade”
AVOID the CHASE
BRACE in PLACE
Best Vacation Ever
If an ALIEN were to see
The very first time an ASTER
He’d say Earth is the place to be
Now and forever AFTER
Time Mumbo (No Jumbo)
Time is an endless BRAID
Only the PIOUS comprehend
WHILE we live, time is stayed
The soul is that WHICH knows no end
They Can’t All Be Winners
Do strive to LEARN more
As your time rolls along
Do take a REDUX, shine a light
on your favorite song
Don’t be a RELIC of the past
In new things you can REVEL
Don’t REPEL every change
Now and then be the REBEL
NEWS ITEM: Winter Storm Closes I-80
Donner Pass is SCARY today,
better to choose some altered ROUTE.
Don’t let your PRIDE hold any sway,
steady your NERVE and wait it out.
Park on the VERGE, out of the way,
staying safe is what it’s about.
A Noble Word Would Embiggen Any Puzzle
Not IDEAL (preaching here to the CHOIR),
lacks fun and RIGOR (seen in games prior).
The solution for today’s dumb game
is a word so MICRO, it’s just lame.
Tough Day At The Office
Wordle took an EPOCH to solve,
SCALE of effort far too involved.
If not solving it with ‘CLEFT’
we’d likely have been left bereft.
Things to AVOID
Ways to be ALIVE
Help others thrive
All that jive
Your Big Moment on TV
You need to do the WHOLE thing,
gotta do it with some FLAIR.
Wear a BULKY sweater as you sing,
look the part, you’re halfway there.
Superhero Creation Myth
It’s WEIRD being all ALONE
in this city of glass and STEEL.
To EXCEL, for my deeds I must atone
and EXPEL the darkness that I feel.
Run, Run Away
Sometimes their words are a CHEAT,
too weak to ROUSE me from sleep.
Are they on the LEVEL?
Employed by the devil?
Solving LEGGY feels like defeat.
I was wearing my LUCKY PANTS
when things went OVOID, haywire!
I REFER, of course, to my dance
after stomping an EMBER of fire.
There once was a girl quite ADEPT,
bringing PEACE that all could accept.
This CHASE she did SLAKE
in spite of the SNAKE
who poisoned her dreams as she slept.
The God Who Hides
MUSIC to adore
ETHOS of a CROOK
BLOOD upon the FLOOR
ALOOF as Kriz’s book
From My Window
QUOTE to bemoan,
SWOON and groan.
See the CLOCK
watch them FLOCK
around the BLOCK.
History / Mystery
Don’t QUOTE me or preach,
it’s not much of a REACH,
to think eating a peach
is a RELIC of days gone by.
What Rough Beast?
Preaching here to the CHOIR, I know
but it’s QUITE important to say.
I sense a TAINT of fear and woe
that will STICK with us all today.
Even the FILLY and the crow
are ready to get well away.
To Be Is To Do
To Do Is To Be
LAUGH and the world will ADORE you
Offer a FEAST and feel their love
TWEAK your mind to a broader view
Actions fit thoughts like hand in glove
Are you READY?
QUIRK may abound.
Fly from the ROOST,
Bring the TORCH ’round.
Once you have FLOWN
True NORTH is found.
Apologies to vegans
Makes me want to scream and SHOUT!
A non-DAIRY ice cream MAKER?
Has to be a FARCE, no doubt,
a LARGE trick by some faker.
Keep On Keeping On…
QUIET your mind
STICK to the plan
THIRD THING is fine
When first two don’t pan
Mixed Metaphor Fairy Tales?
There once was girl called Snow WHITE
With a TROVE of dwarves, her delight
With STONE, flint and fire
To STOKE their desire
They STOLE her from Prince in the night.
Who likes YIKES, leaving no retort,
or writing poems ABOUT a FOUNT.
If on a COURT playing some sport
we’d call time out and have a pout.
This morning a man ate a SCONE
Oh the AGONY when it was gone!
He put up a FRONT
and feigned being blunt
It was really too BLOND to bemoan
Fasting Blood Work Morning
I do not know if I shall REACH
a time to fill my poor tummy.
Can’t TOUCH food, not even a peach
until LUNCH which will be yummy.
Toss your IMAGE
It’s all RIGHT
Take a SWING
Have a FLING
Put off DYING
Keep on DOING
There once was a huge noxious NOISE.
We tried to REACT with some poise.
But a boom was HEARD,
so loud it’s absurd,
reported as far as Illinois.
Regain your poise
Escape the NOISE
Pick any ROUTE
Knock yourself out
There’s this guy who loves to ORATE
his ramblings are tres, tres ornate.
This caused his wife GRIEF,
the marriage was BRIEF,
he tried to shut up but too late!
Hanging pipes CHIME and begin to sing
as the wind SHEAR arrives to bring
a hefty breeze that blew and THREW
a cold draft down the chimney flue.
Today it is WINDY out,
Feel the PINCH of the cold.
The FINAL straw, no doubt,
running eye LINER or so I’m told.
READY to explain
QUOTA of gain
ALIGN your brain
LANAI in Spain
FINAL is plain
At once I started to SHOUT
to the STORK in the yard “Get Out”!
Being VINYL he stayed,
a joke had been played.
My expression was STONY, no doubt.
Life’s a FABLE
Don’t watch CABLE
January 6, 2024
There once was a Lowcountry girl
as precious to me as a pearl.
Oh how the years flew
now she’s seventy-two
half her life as the One to my two.
There once was a woman ALIVE
who stitched TULLE into dresses for five.
They stayed on the rack,
her LUCRE was slack,
with a LUNGE her prices did dive.
Bad Golf Weather In Spain Again
MAYBE it was a brain DRAIN,
SNAFU due to mainly rain,
that SHANK was plainly insane,
SCANT hope for par remains in vain.
Hard to apply ROUGE on a TRAIN.
One THIRD is wasted in vain.
I got it all done in a TWIRL
’cause I’m just that kind of girl.
In the TIMES when I was YOUNG
each day would BRING a new FLING.
Of the good life I often sung,
money came in with a CHING,
APING my elders was fun–
then aging became a thing.
Take a TWIRL around the ‘hood,
feed the FERAL cats.
It is MORAL, right and good,
plus they deal with rats.
Paint a MURAL if you could,
put those cats in hats.
I was just ABOUT IRATE,
my NATTY hatty was crushed,
as we all know, haste makes waste.
Being HASTY made me late,
but I really should have hushed,
SALTY words show lack of taste.
When you’re feeling IRATE
And life does not seem great,
ALIGN with simple things-
What joy a DAISY brings!
It’s only a short DELAY,
no cheeks of ROUGE, no blush.
Anyone could CHOKE away
a hand of Royal Flush.
I just want someone to say
WHOSE PHONE was not on hush!
Troubles ARISE, oft by surprise.
On feelings GRATE, make us irate.
We’ve always hoped to say we COPED,
lifted our face, survived by GRACE.
Some YEARN for Christmas to arrive.
My ETHOS is more, “Get it done”.
A spark of spirit is alive,
SPOKE saying joy I should not shun.
Perhaps with effort I’ll contrive
to stop for pleasure, have some fun.
An upward SLOPE, today I’ll strive,
to climb ’til New Year has begun.
My heart makes a TWIRL,
knowing you’re in my world.
I love you so much
and live for your sweet TOUCH.
She tossed her baton with a TWIRL,
like the best majorette in the world.
Until it came down,
to TOUCH her head’s crown,
then a stream of curse words she hurled.
I wanted to stay QUIET,
honestly, I did try it.
But instead my sense of GUILT
for the deed just BUILT and BUILT.
‘Twere the TIMES around Christmas
and all through the house-y.
Not a creature was stirring,
not even a little MOUSY.
SMALL stockings were hung,
though the kids had been lousy.
But Santa filled them all,
even though he was grouchy.
Sometimes LUCKY guesses ARISE
not requiring clever surmise.
Today was no such lofty PLANE
the word was TABLE, so mundane!
Maybe this will make you LAUGH.
To QUOTE ourselves from last night.
Not so much about PUBIC and FURRY,
we joked about starting with FUZZY today.
Turns out, it’s not very FUNNY!
I need a bowl of Bryer’s.
In QUIET moments oft I find
a river BROAD, the glinting sun.
That scene, unbidden, springs to mind
like a dog remembers BACON.
Lyrical Interlude for a Late December Morning
A RAINY day, maybe some brainy play.
The house seems quiet as a MOUSE.
Globle was a joke, our usual CHOKE.
Our only hope may be to ELOPE.
My sweetheart’s love fits like GLOVE.
Still in my bathrobe, I ponder the GLOBE.
Everyone loves some SPICE
but we are PICKY about ours.
How much heat is a vice?
That TOPIC is argued for hours.
STEAM ahead when you are YOUNG,
fill your POUCH and do it fast.
Soon enough you’ll be among
those who WOULD prefer the past.
RAINY day all alone
feeling like a CHUNK of STONE.
Hours at home came and went
idle days can be well SPENT.
I am CHARY of those dull words,
taking the SHINE off this word game.
First THOSE then THESE, like flightless birds,
arrive with a thud, so inane.
It is easy to keep your POISE
when riding a HORSE who enjoys
carrying a big bag of toys
to a HOUSE of good girls and boys.
The CLOUD looks like dipped ice cream
I CRAVE vanilla, chocolate sauce on top.
One more thing to would complete the dream,
around the edges a CHAIN of cherries I’d plop.
Some CLOUD may ARISE
so just CHILL and THINK.
Open up your eyes,
SHIFT gears in a blink.
Wordle seems to AMUSE our Muse,
too bad she can’t provide some clues.
The fine line ‘twixt SHAKY and SHARP
is no reason to harp or carp.
All things EQUAL, best not to be
CLONE or cyborg, would seem to me.
Carry a PLIER, some spare part,
Never SLEEP, don’t feel from the heart.
LAUGH when you open your eyes,
it’s time to wake and ARISE.
THANK the WOMAN who raised you,
her love was forever true.
I should QUAKE in my shoes
like the PIOUS and good.
But I run my big MOUTH
like a YOUNG person would.
EARLY before coffee
is not a good time
for working on puzzles
and trying to rhyme.
We typo’d “PORUS”, yeah,
that’s really a word.
It has to be one of
the WORST we have heard.
Each other we ADORE
even when we both snore.
The way that we ADAPT
is with our daily nap.
We got up EARLY today,
went for our CACHE of ‘shrooms.
They had been TAKEN away,
who knows where or by whom.
TEACH me to paint those PERKY scenes,
where bright colors REIGN, sunlight gleams.
Acrylic RESIN is the key,
your fusty oils are not for me.
I love you just because,
like a baton loves to TWIRL
like a priest loves the PIOUS
like a SQUID loves SUSHI
Do your cooking with a SMILE
it is like a secret SAUCE.
Do not keep SCORE all the while,
puzzles have no win or loss.
Write, paint and play like a child
there’s SCOPE for joy, you’re the boss.
A QUERY we ponder DAILY,
what mortal danger should we fear?
But in HAPPY fact, on this day
no slouching, rough BEAST will appear.
Perhaps a fonder dream instead
that a TAWNY kitten brings cheer.
I had dreamed of eating ice CREAM
but the NOISY fridge up and froze.
More nightmare than dream, it would seem.
SOLID, icy carton of woes.
Let the FUDGE
be your GUIDE.
Just ’cause I SHOUT,
don’t THROW me out,
I mean C’mon!
THANK you for not making NOISE
while I’m on the putting GREEN.
Then back to shouting like boys,
you think I’m a drama QUEEN.
Never LAUGH at a CLONE of me
android form, skin of STEEL.
BEVEL face, PIXEL eyes to see,
with heart able to feel.
MINUS of ice cream late at NIGHT,
troubling dreams are mixed with delight.
Santa’s VIXEN plays on the roof,
festive PIANO tunes, with her hoof.
RAISE a TAWNY kitten
into a FANCY cat.
Grab CANDY in your mitten
eat ice cream from your hat.
Don’t tell me a spoiler SCORE
that I can’t ABIDE, nor
watching live at the VENUE
which means a lengthy QUEUE.
Television’s best, let’s pause
for ice cream just because.
Music room for me to make NOISE.
Sun room is where PAINT she enjoys.
In morning solve puzzles to THINK.
At night eat ice cream, tea to drink.
Help me please, I have a QUERY
am I CRAZY or just WEARY?
I fear I have begun to STRAY,
skipping my ice cream every day.
Did I miss a birthday PARTY
or can I still not be TARDY?
I hate to BOAST or brag
but this HEIST is in the bag.
I’ve got a lot of CRUST,
I’ll abuse somebody’s TRUST.
An ominous sort of DREAM,
not PIOUS, more extreme,
not for a SISSY, this dire theme.8
The SIGIL was quite a SIGHT,
a demon in full flight
carved upon the moon, evil light!
Some can wake at a TOUCH with ease,
ARISE at once, eager to please.
For some a SPASM starts the day
they ain’t so SASSY right away.
Research to QUERY the facts
trying not to TREAD too deep
first draft a WRECK but relax
start FRESH on GREEN after sleep.
I like to PAINT and when I can’t
give the light that certain SLANT,
Shadows Create Light is my CHANT,
never MEANT to start a rant.
In a given WORLD Cup match
the SCORE may be nil-nil.
There may OCCUR a great catch,
top Keepers always thrill.
Coach struts, orders to dispatch,
bad ACTOR, oh so shrill.
It is LATER than you think
LEAVE the dishes in the sink
minutes LEACH, your schedule grates
grab the LEASH the dog awaits.
QUICK TOAST with PEACH jam
today’s GRAVE business ahead
rather eat cheese and ham
in some leafy GLADE instead.
But my eyes will GLAZE
my wand’ring mind will rebel
wait for better days
away from this meeting hell.
My ACUTE RAINY day fever
had me moving like a SNAIL.
I ate PIZZA like a beaver
with a NINJA on my tail.
RAISE some novel paradigms
PILOT every crazy verse
All is LICIT if it rhymes
No LIMIT, no good or worse.
If I were a GHOST
I would not be IRATE
I’d miss marmalade and toast
but TRADE breakfast for fate.
I suffered an AWFUL nightmare
with the whole earth covered in FLAME
it was a monstrous solar FLARE.
My evening coffee was to blame.
I had such bold and LOFTY goals
this morning before dawn I did ARISE
but VAPID spirit soon enfolds,
MANIA suppressed, inertia defies.
The GUEST was quite HAIRY,
a little bit scary,
his ARDOR contrary,
a bone he did bury.
When you are not feeling GREAT
Out of TOUCH with place and time
UNITY overcomes fate
But UNFIT will never rhyme
So best to keep sleeping late
UNTIL ice cream time, sublime!
I sleep ’til EIGHT, then ARISE,
thunder booms from cloudy skies.
Keep my POISE despite the NOISE,
spend the day at home with toys.
Trick or TREAT, no need to PLEAD
if a sugar rush you seek.
GLEAN your sweets on which to feed
even when the night is BLEAK.
It gave us a mighty SCARE
even if only a PRANK
our WRATH they managed to spare
too much DRAMA, let’s be frank
Halloween made us not care
as if from the GRAIL we drank.
An unexpected GUEST walked in
“Won’t you pull up a CHAIR”, we said.
He said he couldn’t sit just then,
made a PHONY excuse instead.
We offered Bryer’s, bowl and spoon,
quite suddenly he changed his tune!
The THIEF said with weary GROAN
just the CAPON, beak and bone.
My father was right, I fear
MASON should be my career.
Is it a CHEAT, when chores await,
to ROUSE myself instead,
find a friend for a MOVIE date
that’s NOBLE in my head.
My QUERY is this, dear folk–
are all people EQUAL in line?
Or does Chef with her high TOQUE
think her PIQUE more worthy than mine?
Here’s what living is all ABOUT,
not TEPID attempts plagued by doubt,
ZESTY work, RETRY as needed,
keep on ’til you have succeeded.
If you are IRATE, you’re not ALONE,
for your CACHE of hate you must atone.
Adopt a new CAUSE that’s based on love
if from strife we pause we rise above.
The HAIRY MOUSE is easy,
There is always TOTEM pole,
Meta-poems make me queasy,
But quick TEMPO is our goal.
Fall weather our spirits often RAISE,
then we look forward to holidays.
In winter sometimes sleep until EIGHT,
We’re retired so we will not be late.
But any time ice cream is GIVEN,
becomes the season of good livin’.
We had planned to brazenly CHEAT
but were both too PIOUS by far.
Lest we suffer a BRISK defeat
we put the SKINK into the jar.
Not wanting to risk a repeat
of our last attempt, quite bizarre,
instead of just offering meat
with a SMIRK fed him ice cream bar.
Within my DREAM, a PIOUS thought
and noble intention arose
leading me to actions as frought
with love but only if I chose.
But somehow FUROR took its place,
to my horror what did OCCUR?
I found myself having to face
anger, always my only spur.
Gotta TRAIN, do another SQUAT,
work up a SWEAT, smell like a SHOAT.
Soon I’ll hit the wall, hamstrings knot,
SPLAT! That’s all she wrote.
Something from the DAIRY group,
at least FORTY times a day.
Beef JERKY need not apply.
MERCY! Ice cream all the way.
Our NOISY neighbors are at it,
their usual clamour and din.
A sudden outbreak of QUIET,
you could hear the drop of a pin.
They just about managed to cease
in time to AVERT a bad scene.
An ADULT, no doubt, imposed peace
lest cops needed to intervene.
Thought I was on the RIGHT track
and far too late to go back.
The numbers looked kind of rough
but on a GRAPH? Close enough!
I felt GREAT on the PLANE today
until my joy did LEACH away
my hope for a LEAFY green stay
turned into dreary, LEAKY gray.
We live with WATER always near
dry is an unnatural STATE
Nothing to BLEAT about or fear
it’s an ADEPT AGENT of fate.
I’m not ALONE, this is no joke
For me LANCE crackers and a Coke
Can hit the spot, without a fuss
UNCLE B E bought them for us.
It is nothing I SHOUT aloud
Or PAINT it somewhere to be proud
A TENET of the way I live
If there’s an EVENT to forgive
Tis better by far to have KNELT
Than cried over how bad it felt
It was a dark and RAINY night
Not a FOUNT of light within sight
Tossed a CHUNK of stone with a PLUNK
By sheer blind luck, I missed the SKUNK
All ALONE with my SNAIL
Waiting for today’s mail
Hoping it will contain
My ticket for the train
Relaxing in the sun
would certainly be fun.
We all CHASE after YOUTH
until we learn the TRUTH
Relaxing in the sun
would certainly be fun.
Our hopes were ALOFT
to start today’s game.
We started a bit soft
Next three guesses, the same.
It was tempting to YIELD
To the RIVER of words
No ideas had congealed
No NICHE had emerged.
We almost got burned
But it was only a SINGE
Five guesses were spurned
Used all six in a BINGE.
ARISE and open your eyes
let your pain off the CHAIN
better to be VITAL than idle
play VIOLA in Apalachicola!
Go ahead, LAUGH if you will
You can CHIDE me if you please
But I still get such a thrill
Hearing that CHIME on the breeze.
I would TRADE all my PIOUS threes
for a FUZZY five if you please
Heck, six would assuage my ill-ease
Lately Wordle games have seemed a breeze!
But today’s puzzle ate my LUNCH
caught me cold like a sucker PUNCH
needed planning more than a HUNCH
I must be honest, it hurts a bunch.
This poem may seem like a REACH
the word TORUS we can teach
just TRUST this creative SPURT
“donut” is today’s desert!
QUICK! WRITE WHILE you can.
Seems we just began.
Done already, man.
They’ll DELAY the ferry
while you eat a BERRY
and make yourself MERRY
finish with a cherry.
It makes you quite IRATE, I know
but STEER clear and please take it slow,
avoid the EGRET white as snow
wearing a BERET just for show.
Where ever you are, there you go.
I remember how I used to CHASE
the cows around the DAIRY
my DADDY said this ain’t the place
and they’re way too big and hairy.
Playing CHASE with my best friend
around her father’s DAIRY farm,
her DADDY didn’t like it much
though we did his cows no harm.
I was sitting in my LUCKY CHAIR
viewing the match from my TV lair.
At the risk of playing armchair COACH,
for me their game plan inspires reproach.
Are you READY, or not QUITE,
to make lots of NOISE tonight
you hope it will be alright.
Time to do Nerdle in a swirl
then to give Wordle a whirl
SLIME is just SMILE with a twirl!
In YOUTH my life was one of ease,
Not a WORRY, myself to please.
Loving family, LOYAL friends,
maybe that good stuff never ends?
I ADORE my ROUGH ROBOT ROCKY.
I just love to watch him play hockey.
ADORE my ROUGH ROBOT,
his name is ROCKY.
Wouldn’t you like to watch
him playing hockey?
Each PEARL is cruelly shorn
from an oyster none will MOURN.
It’s a human DIRTY trick,
RIGHT or wrong it’s over quick.
Get me out of this HOUSE today
waiting’s become an AGONY.
On the RADIO, one day now,
holiday songs will make a bow.
It would not do me a FAVOR,
a Christmas CAROL to savor.
I make delicious MEATY stew
and I’m PIOUS about it too.
Before you BRUSH me off, please
try my macaroni and cheese.
In a DREAM I did not ENJOY
a vision of terror, oh boy!
As I watched in horror, alone,
a CLONE turned my PHONE into STONE.
I’m traveling a ROUGH TRAIL
with many a trap and SNARE.
My courage shall never fail
’til I reach its end with flair.
It’s enough to make me IRATE,
the way I still seem to CHOKE.
I’m not CLOSE to accepting my fate,
this virus is one unfunny joke.
The CRANK Test
Wake up glad to be ALIVE,
ROAST some coffee then contrive.
Write three poems, instead of one,
with the second ending o-pun!
’tis a GRAND PRANK, let’s be FRANK,
to hate it you’ll be a crank.
Still feeling pretty ROUGH,
not recovered QUITE enough,
for enjoying AUDIO.
Make my own MUSIC? No-Go!
I have a COUGH, not so GREAT.
Tried every ANGLE, must be fate.
Need an ANGEL, don’t be late.
Go to bed EARLY, cares banish
ERASE all the trials of the day
Into the ETHER pains vanish
EXERT not, just sleep it away.
It’s QUIET among the CORAL
the BROAD ocean overhead,
back at the MANOR a floral
RAYON suit lies on my bed.
I will learn if you will TEACH,
but CABLE TV has a mighty reach.
I know this link isn’t CLEAR,
must be my covid talking, dear.
It was a TOUGH time,
we considered a CHEAT.
No SHINY word rhyme,
with a WHISK it’s complete.
These past few days have been a BEAST
we did not YIELD because we know
our ELDER one feels strong at least
a week OLDER, rarin’ to go.
I’m tired of sitting in this HOUSE
Even though it’s all the VOGUE.
Wish I could buy prevention by the OUNCE,
don’t QUOTE me but I want to go rogue.
You don’t need to be ALERT
even with LOUSY timing
the whole poem comes in a spurt
if you’re LUCKY at rhyming!
The sun begins to TREAD
its morning path to glory.
Cast ROUGE upon my bed,
ROUSE me for this day’s story.
It is TOUGH to ARISE
when for sleep you feel NEEDY
but you can’t DWELL in bed
when for breakfast you’re greedy.
The early REACH was promising,
nothing could QUASH our hope.
Thought we found the STASH
but then AWASH we could not cope.
In a FLASH we thought it was over,
did we GNASH our teeth? Nope.
It is a WEIRD thought,
could even go VIRAL,
to climb a BIRCH tree
in an upward spiral.
We are ABOUT to YIELD
to this DIZZY notion.
All other plans repealed
we’re GIDDY for the ocean.
AGILE enough to AVOID
the bits our AMBIT omits
and AWAIT the perfect time
until we can get’s some grits.
There is no just CAUSE
to DOILY it up–
a PRION gives pause
in my ONION cup.
The BEACH is a place
of wonderful GRACE
it is my favorite SPACE
My curiosity had to be SATED
so it is best if you don’t CHIDE
me when I ELIDE the part you hated
because of your execrable PRIDE.
Please now accept my much belated
admiration for your lovely BRIDE.
We’re READY to lose this frown
Time to ADOPT a clown?
If that doesn’t bring a smile
Funny AUDIO may work for a while.
I am QUIET, no superhero
My POWER is subtle, best shown on paper
Only I can divide by zero
When through equations I CAPER
ROUSE me from sleep
TRADE my bed for passion deep
WRITE a poem to keep