Fun Facts!

This is a day late for FDDA #24 but also fits today’s FOWC: Somewhere. A sevenling seemed appropriate for this topic. I appreciate the “fun fact” prompt because I call any random fact, especially if it’s not fun, a “fun fact.”


I am a twin, younger by
17 minutes: My brother loves
Gardening, but I have none of that talent.

I love music, such as piano
And singing: Also always loved
Dancing, although I’m bad at it.

Somewhere there’s a place for this unique mix!

A Quadrille, and Carl Sandburg

This poem is a quadrille for the DVerse prompt today.  Our word today is “bum.”


Summer has been a bummer,
But the mind is my delight.
If my face has looked glummer,
I’ve still been able to find bright
Spots: no job but lots
Of music, reading, and poetry.
I am happy to not need
Busy-ness as a bumblebee.

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This quotation is so relatable. I knew there was a reason I liked his poems since I was a senior in high school. 😉

The Tea Party

The Saturday Mix was “rhyme time” this weekend. This is my attempt. 🙂


A beautiful party, offering tea,
An impressive time, hopefully:
But one vain guest
Nearly entered cardiac arrest,
Since she got a spot of clotted
Cream on her ample chest!
The pot of tea was spilled
When a lost horse trotted through,
Even the hostess could admit,
Teatime had gone rotten, true!
The hostess, surnamed Murphy,
Had a stomach that seemed knotted,
Due to each misfortune that
Murphy’s Law had allotted!

A Rocket-Ship Ride

This décima is for this week’s challenge and for FOWC: Rocket. I am also linking to the Writers’ Pantry.


Off this planet I wish to go,
On a fast rocket want to ride:
Country’s two sides cannot abide,
More rancor it is hard to show.

So many politicians blow
Hot air; can it be used to fuel
My rocket ship? Such fighting cruel,
And very little’s looking good.
So much distrust, I think most would
Think my rocket-ship ride sounds cool.

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An In-Between Time

Shared with DVerse open-link night. This haibun was a true story inspired by FOWC: Classify.


I used to tutor kids in math, and one of their favorite questions to ask me was, “How old are you?” “That’s classified information,” I would say with a smile, which wouldn’t stop them from guessing: “Are you 16?” No.  “Are you 30?” NO! There was hardly ever any in-between.

August — late summer?
Early autumn in Japan,
Hard to classify

Carnival and a TV

The first poem is for FOWC: Finish and MLMM’s Sunday writing prompt: Carnival. The second poem is for FDDA day 16, about tv shows.


Say “Carne Vale” — finish all the meat!
Before the start of Lent, those 40 days.
But may these days with vice be not replete:
Let him not be a hypocrite, who prays
“Have mercy” during Wednesday’s austere Mass,
If Tuesday was a sinful, sick morass!

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This next one is meant to be funny and quick, so I didn’t want to give it its own post.

Which t.v. show should I watch today?
On Netflix there are more than I can say,
But what is good, and what is utter crap?
So tired of browsing, I might take a nap!

Stream-of-Consciousness

The prompt for today’s SoCS: Pro and Con fits well with DVerse MTB, Stream-of-Consciousness poems. I couldn’t resist! 


The pros and cons of stream-of-consciousness writing:

You can pen whatever happens to be in your brain

Without any sort of editing or strain, you don’t

even need punctuation or rhymes of any particular

Creation — Look, an abrupt change of thought,

I dash — — onto the text next topic my view

Is not myopic but see, a con is maybe,

The poem doesn’t make no sense — well,

That’s my two cents. And two cents can’t buy

Anything these days anyway.

Aloha!

This quatrain is for Fandango’s two prompts, FOWC: Precious and the Dog Days of August day 1: Trip. It’s silly but definitely describes my mood yesterday, and I would love to go on this vacation again.


Precious memories from a trip to Hawaii:
Beaches and food trucks, a spa day with pie,
An ocean away from daily life in the city —
Feed me some pie and tell me I’m pretty!

All the photos were taken by me last year. In addition to the quiche and pot pie, we also ate peanut-butter-and-chocolate-cream pie. That was a good day! 😀

Morning Fuel

For FOWC: Aid. A Chaucerian stanza inspired by coffee (what else, this early in the morning?). 


To aid in waking up my coffee’s there,

Its caffeine is flowing through my veins.

Its warmth is comforting, and I’m aware

That it will help me through the day’s remains.

A slump at 3 PM — my spirit gains

More motivation, energy and verve:

‘Most anytime is good to coffee serve.

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Rhyme Time!

I apologize: This seems to be the only way that I can fit all five of those rhyming words in one poem. This dark limerick is for today’s Saturday Mix on MLMM.


He’d wanted a wife his whole life,
But marriage with conflicts was rife —
So sad and defeated
He felt that he needed
To end all that strife with a knife.

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