October Sunday
Trapped again
In the pouring rain
It saturates my cloak
One last floral bed refrain
Pulling weeds that choke
In the pouring rain
It saturates my cloak
One last floral bed refrain
Pulling weeds that choke
It seems my words have done a bunk
I sit without in deep dismay
No decent phrase has lingered
Disorder blocks my write of way
Looking back on stuff I once could do
Trains of thought on high-speed lines
When Ideas danced to catch my eye
My empty mind map shows no signs
© C K Letts 2021
My subjects today
Beneath the streets
At Victoria Station
On underground seats
312 #FirstTMaster@FirstTmaster 15/09/20
I love a coffee morning
They add flavour to my tweets
I give it all to the wake-up call
My super claim receipts
311 @PoetDeanwilson6 15/09/20
I looked among the many pebbles
I noticed how one noticed me
A wide-eyed searching lithic
Who pleasingly found me
310 @PoetDeanwilson6 09/09/20
Sands of time in coastal reaches
Giving clues from way back when
Maps precast on all that passed
Where what was once is not again
309 @PoetDeanwilson6 06/09/20
The Stone Aged choir from Withernsea
Taught the high waves how to sing
Descants airs and canticles
Rocking pebbles doing their thing
308 @PoetDeanwilson6 05/09/20
A publican from Withernsea
Who was known to drink a lot
Over did the sun one day
In his perfect pebbled plot
307. Left Luggage - Tea's a Geezer@kennetletts
Paddington is waiting
Looking distant in the light
Where a platform show of passengers
Barely witnessed such a sight
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| A MASK ON HIS BARE FACE PADDINGTON |
306. Saffy The Station Cat
Waiting patiently she stately sat
Queen of Brockley Overground
Seeking those beneath her station
Strapped on leash when led around
305. Laundry
Knickers on the washing line
305. Laundry
Knickers on the washing line
Sing out a laundry chant
Like waving flapping scarecrows
Who know they should but can't
Who seems to have a second guess
To travel and not know his place
Is a teapot ready pouring
Is that the sound of readiness?
No, it's dormouse snoring
302. Betwattled
I agree, it works for me
302. Betwattled
I agree, it works for me
All those weary days we battled
We thought we'd won but still not done
Vexed perplexed and mystified
In a word Betwattled!
301. Covid Clipped
Hanging out and giving it loud
Sharing air in a party crowd
Dressed to kill and feeling proud
Can’t be doing with a gob enshroud
301. Covid Clipped
Hanging out and giving it loud
Sharing air in a party crowd
Dressed to kill and feeling proud
Can’t be doing with a gob enshroud
300. R-14-2nd July
This day of yours significant
Fourteen special years of you
No longer with the minor ones
From now on its up to you
Be strong embrace your worthiness
Stand tall among your peers
Celebrate today as future proof
You have excelled for fourteen years
Today is extra special
Not any old birthday day
As fourteen separates you from
The early teenage way
From here on in its adulthood
Stand up be who you are
No longer being just arrived
Your world will take you far
After lunch with Edvard Munch
A sunset walk in Withernsea
Birds-eye scenes seagull screams
Sandkick strolls in reverie
Dean Wilson @PoetDeanwilson6
Pebble Of The Day #347#Withernsea
297. Testudinidae
Tea's a Geezer@kennetletts
Another time in Withernsea
The beach got its first shell
A baby Testudinidae
Who liked to paddle in the swell
There's a face in there
Looking back
At over here
At over here
Not a mirror image no
So much deeper
Than veneer
295. Growth This one never grew at all
Confined within a few
Although immense
With common sense
It couldn't quite imbue
294. Reasons
293. Gone Fishing
Tea's a Geezer @kennetletts
Fossils found in Withernsea
Confined within a few
Although immense
With common sense
It couldn't quite imbue
294. Reasons
Going ballistic
On the speed of the scend
Everything wacked
So much to contend
Albeit because
We have a lot to defend
We’ll need to survive
To have something to mend
Tea's a Geezer @kennetletts
Fossils found in Withernsea
A caveman's favourite dish
Rock salmon in abundance
A stone-age favourite fish
Dean Wilson@PoetDeanwilson6
Pebble Of The Day #343 #Withernsea
292. To The Rescue
Tea's a Geezer @kennetletts
The masked man of WithernseaPebble Of The Day #343 #Withernsea
292. To The Rescue
Tea's a Geezer @kennetletts
Passed this way back then
Saved the world from inundation
Until now not seen again
Dean Wilson@PoetDeanwilson6
Pebble Of The Day #341 #Withernsea
Dean Wilson@PoetDeanwilson6
Pebble Of The Day #341 #Withernsea
291. More Tea?
290. Memorial
Way back then in Withersea
When the visitors had flown
They waved goodbye a tearful cry
To a memory etched in stone
Oh tea oh tea infusing me
With subtlety so delicately
A supping of serenity
Instrumentally my melody
Way back then in Withersea
When the visitors had flown
They waved goodbye a tearful cry
To a memory etched in stone
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| Dean Wilson@PoetDeanwilson6 Pebble of the day 318 #Withernsea |
289 Barnsley Museum's Jugs
Within our great collection
We have a special ewer
A merry monk distributor
For the sustenance pursuer
288. Driven Madly
When it came to gay abandon
Hopes that virus wings would wither
Taking flight to bring respite
Too many lost because of dither
Though the frantic pleas of Torydom
On distances they drove
Where plain to see by you and me
Empty stairways
London Town
Going nowhere
up or down
No smart suit
or evening gown
Where smiles have sunk
to puzzled frown
With time to fill a page
Now she is an early writer
At Withernsea Humpty sitting on that wall
No matter how
they tied with string
A good egg mustn't
ever fall
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| Dean Wilson@PoetDeanwilson6 Pebble of the day 299 #Withernsea |
284.Tea's a Geezer @kennetletts
A prosaic mosaic
A wondrous tile profound
A little peach
Found on the beach
Around the Withernsea Sound
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| Dean Wilson@PoetDeanwilson6 |
283. Super
Clark Kent glasses left indoors
Superman has much to do
Disinfecting moving stairs and rails
What else can super do
282. Lockdown Hair Syndrome
Don't say yes to LHS
282. Lockdown Hair Syndrome
Don't say yes to LHS
Or bed-head disarray
Start a hairnet fashion theme
Be Queen of the Bad Hair Day
281. Lockdown Sonnet No.3
A. Be careful with your ways and means
B. Employ ablution with precision
C. No car share only one per van
D. Steer clear of bus and rail
E . Use elevators one on one
F . Take time when traipsing off to work
G. Every queue will cost you time
G. On every stairway that you climb
F . Step and fetch it do not shirk
E . Your rise and fall could be undone
D . One for the taxi that you hail
C . Get on your bike the master plan
B . You won’t get by on indecision
A . Be consistent with deep cleans
A wonderer in Withernsea
From a spaceship fell from grace
Landed face down in the sand
Wiped the smile clean off its face
Pebble of the day #296
Dean Wilson@PoetDeanwilson6
279. Tea's a Geezer @kennetletts
Brightly shines
The Greenford Sign
A platform hub
On the Central Line
278.Tea's a Geezer @kennetletts
The tablet map of Withernsea
Proclaiming you are here
Between the lines are messages
Play cricket have a beer
Pebble Of The Day #294
#Withernsea
Sliding doors reminding us
There's distance there to keep No more overlooking papers Or shoulder leaning whilst asleep twitter.com/tubemapper/sta
276. Social Tedium
When we gauge the state of things
How the lockdown makes us bitter
It's hard to take the whingeing stench
Of too much of it on Twitter
Most of it is harmless bluster
A quick release of woe fatigue
But spare me the conspiracies
Which are the bottom of the league
275.Tea's a Geezer @kennetletts
Looks like a head stone
From a graveyard long ago
Withernsea began with rocks
To build its pebble glow
Dean Wilson @PoetDeanwilson6
Pebble Of The Day #291 #Withernsea
274. Invasion - Tea's a Geezer@kennetletts
Evidence that Aliens
In Withernsea arrived
Lost their ship
On the pebble strip
Got stoned yet still survived
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| Dean Wilson Pebble Of The day #288 @PoetDeanwilson6 |
273. Tablet Times
There was a calculator
Who kept a tab in clay
As time went by It was written in stone
A toll for the Withernsea way
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| Dean Wilson Pebble Of The day #287 @PoetDeanwilson6 |
272. Life Is
Life is a thirst quenched
Coffee tea or favourite brew
Don't forget that special cup
Inviting you to take a pew
271. Have Another One
If they don't sell then leave them to me
A cupcake spread in the greenery
Maybe one or two with a cup of tea
Then four for later in a cupcake spree
270. Dear Helen
Try not to take the impersonal nature of twitter too personal.
Twitter is a tree
Full of tweets all day long
Every twig every branch is someone's hopeful song
It's all about the scattering
Of chatter in the breeze
No place for changing minds
Up there in the trees
269.Tea's a Geezer@kennetletts
Long time ago in Withernsea A tortoise took a summer break
Stayed too long got stratified
The finest shell that shale could make
268.Tea's a Geezer@kennetletts
Those sleep invaded minutes
Are disappearing eyelid fast
I'm heading back to dream again
And leave insomnia in the past #sleep
267. Tea's a Geezer@kennetletts
265. Tea's a Geezer@kennetletts
Proof of aliens written in stone
First found at Withernsea
Hidden in a pebble shroud
In the debris by degree
264. Awake Again
Ah yes, the quiet early hours
where sleepless thoughts
267. Tea's a Geezer@kennetletts
It was written in the sands of time
Sun bathed without concern
How headless ghouls of Withernsea
Once beach bound would return
265. Tea's a Geezer@kennetletts
Proof of aliens written in stone
First found at Withernsea
Hidden in a pebble shroud
In the debris by degree
Ah yes, the quiet early hours
where sleepless thoughts
are inked onto an imaginary page
Resembling a lucid dream
263. Tea's a Geezer@kennetletts
A regal relic memory
Steeped in sedimentary
Survived the rock of turmoil
To be King of Withernsea
#microprompt prompt word 1359
262.Buttoned down or collarless
Sleeves and cuffs with gold insert
This human curtain covering
The epitome of shirt
261.Pebble of the day #274 @poetDeanwilson6
They've found creation's epitaph
Written in stone from way back when
Where life began in Withernsea
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260. @poetDeanwilson6 Pebble of the day #Withernsea #273
Unbreakable heart
Through ages known
Through ages known
A loveless rock
Of rugged stone
Of rugged stone
259.Tea's a Geezer @kennetletts
I spoke to mother yesterday
About beginnings and begat's
She said I shouldn't worry son
We are the contents of our hats
#Rhymeatism
258. Pebble of The Day #Withernsea #272
That one's got me thinking
#Rhymeatism
258. Pebble of The Day #Withernsea #272
That one's got me thinking
In the scheme of long ago
Someone kept an eye out
Did they find them I don't know
257. Tracing
I spoke to mother yesterday About beginnings and begat's She said I shouldn't worry son We are the contents of our hats
256. #microprompt 1351 Toast
Butter me some hot sliced toast For my Easter egg and me To dip and drip and swallow slip A simple meal delightfully
255. Dead Space
Confined to barracks
In house arrest
Only go out if we must
They tell us not forever
It feels like gathering dust
254. Eye for an I
I’m walking morning early
The way that Ian does
Checking out the nuances
That give my eyes a buzz
But I don’t live in Barnsley
And I lack McMillan’s brain
Somehow my deep perception
Is lacking insight all in vain
Isolate don’t dare partake
When going out unwise to stray
Wave at folk across the road
Then walk on by and shout ‘good day’
We stand together
But not on top
Distant buddies
In a corner shop
Talking football
Local guys
Remembering
Our freedom's prize
251. Cupcake Springtime
Bring me a bouquet of sunlight
To remind me of tomorrow
Where once again we're hopeful
Sharing new days without sorrow
250. A Little Crow Po
The mighty crow
250. A Little Crow Po
The mighty crow
A bird in the know
In a tree top show
Will fly with the flow
240. Catchpoole Inspired
I would tickle them without a shield
I'd let them bristle in the breeze
Walk gently in the meadow field
Brush them with a rubber rake
Until lovingly they yield
239. Good Morning
If one is awake and ready With teapot standing by Then kettle on and pour a brew Before the morning starts to fly #Tea That's 'tea-eee-ay'
238. Tray Play
Gee Whizz Marzipan Artisan
Pass that tray around
Treatly neat lip smacking sweet
My tastebuds they confound
Sculpted chocolate marzipan
I can't believe those almond eyes
Heaven scent to die for
That Marzipan Artisan prize
If one is awake and ready With teapot standing by Then kettle on and pour a brew Before the morning starts to fly #Tea That's 'tea-eee-ay'
238. Tray Play
Gee Whizz Marzipan Artisan
Pass that tray around
Treatly neat lip smacking sweet
My tastebuds they confound
Sculpted chocolate marzipan
I can't believe those almond eyes
Heaven scent to die for
That Marzipan Artisan prize
237. Car Park
Down the car park
Doing me shopping on Friday at the store
Dow-ow-n the car park
Filling my trunk with loads of stuff
To last me through the week
Have a banana
236. Good Measure
Height is where you stand
Width restricts your slither
Depth is somewhere cleverer
Attracting lovers to come hither
#spontaneousrhyme
235. Kimmie and a Scurryfunge
Hurry someone's coming soon
I saw my mother plunge
In amongst the family debris
I knew then we'd scurryfunge
Not just any old tidy up
More than scrubbing brush and sponge
We'll scratch incise and scarify
To rid the lounge of grime and grunge
234. Bee You Tea Full
Bee caught the early cupcake
To the hive of sweetest things
To arrive on cue at the Busy Bee do
Where the cupcake choir sings
233. In the wake of Dan
Stir and stir into a soup
Calligraphies with cursive loop
Mash them into basic curds
Coagulate then make new words
Let them shout at every age
A carousel of turning page
Changing style refresh their look
Bound forever in the written book
232. #microprompt Drag
It’s time to get drastic with plastic
Our waste dumps becoming dynastic
Clogging our ground
Making oceans unsound
As the future drags on less elastic
As the future drags on less elastic
Think of a number think of a date
Keep yourself moving no time to wait
No end in sight on a road never straight
A loop or a siding a figure of eight
230. Bike Theft Barnsley
If you're gonna be a bike thief
Barnsley Nanna's on your case
Better watch out where you wheelie
She'll have a handle on your pace
If you try to peddle make believe
"This bike I stole is mine'
By the bell you will go down in ten
A tyre'd out and spokeless spine
229. One of Them
Friday is a day to share
When the weather's getting wetter
Dream of all those sunny days
Life will one day be much better
Don't dwell too long in sadness
Or sit too long in that dark pit
Kick a foothold scrape those nails
Time to climb out of the shit
228. Wasp
At wasp who hovers by my ale
Needn't worry he's a male
Pushy though no sting in tail
#microprompt
227. Stirred by Ian McMillan’s Tweet
Once upon a time
In a word dry store
A page in waiting waited
For a storyline of more226. Madcap Holiday
When you're off and feeling wonderful
Where the days have lost their names
There's nothing like a carefree hike
Followed by a night of games
225. The Plot
Viking Dave we dig the way
Artistically he's digging
Setting out the shrubbery
Very tidy no mud slinging
Giving ground to nature blooming
Every landscape perfect shape
Will beguile with style and meaning
Leave every visitor agape
224, Palletpot Girls
When their pots and brushes resting
Leave the area renewed
Bright with hope and positivity
With new atmosphere imbued
Send best wishes to Janine and Joe
For their attention to the task
Tell your mates how great they are
Is not too much to ask
223. Last Rites
When that day is over
And a new one has begun
Lessons learned reflected on
How the spiteful got it done
The victors and the vanquished
Battle fields in disarray
Marking time immersed in grime
To stand alone with time to pay
222. What? No Tea?
221. #microprompt
A bid to keep the best of things
When nights allow a looking back
They found the caddy full of air
No hope of breaking free
But thankfully a parcel came
Full of flavourful of tea
The kettle boiled they warmed the pot
Mad Hatter tea most suitably
221. #microprompt
A bid to keep the best of things
When nights allow a looking back
On playground roundabouts and swings
220. Party Time
Sad mid-winter cold and bleak
Came on time though never late
But thanks to preparations
It was a time to celebrate
Light the Yule and burn it bright
Pour the mead on pickled fruit
We'll get together singing songs
All is well within the Moot
219. Not A Word (A rhyme in progress)
Looking down the plothole
Dismayed by too much draught
Not a word for many a day
From cousin Mary who just laughed
You'll need a block and tackle boy
To continue with your draft
Just then the light of inspiration came
Offering rescue on a raft
220. Party Time
Sad mid-winter cold and bleak
Came on time though never late
But thanks to preparations
It was a time to celebrate
Light the Yule and burn it bright
Pour the mead on pickled fruit
We'll get together singing songs
All is well within the Moot
219. Not A Word (A rhyme in progress)
Looking down the plothole
Dismayed by too much draught
Not a word for many a day
From cousin Mary who just laughed
You'll need a block and tackle boy
To continue with your draft
Just then the light of inspiration came
Offering rescue on a raft
218. Mother
Mother I remember
How you helped me on my way
You let me say those stupid things
Never showed me your dismay
I loved you and I won't forget
How you were everything to me
And in the end you gave me power
To be the one that you set free
Pour me a Saturday cuppa
To set up my breakfast for me
Served hot in a brimming teapot
We'll sit supping obliviously
217. Teapot Saga
Sunday morning rising On the up and up Tea leaves reading positive Think I'll have another cup It puts me in my happy place A soothing morning start A toasty tasty breakfast brew My teapot full of heart
216, Teapot Stands
The most wonderful thing about teapots
217. Teapot Saga
Sunday morning rising On the up and up Tea leaves reading positive Think I'll have another cup It puts me in my happy place A soothing morning start A toasty tasty breakfast brew My teapot full of heart
216, Teapot Stands
The most wonderful thing about teapots
Is the way joy is passed around
Flooding the cups with multitude sups
When poured there is delicate sound
215, #microprompt 1223
They say that bogs are going down
I need that bog for my pet frog
Who likes to leap uptown
214. Tea It Is Then
Whatever you do
Wherever you go Every hour every minute Is tea time you know So if you rise early You know it will be At your convenience The right time for tea #tea #Madhattertea
They say that bogs are going down
I need that bog for my pet frog
Who likes to leap uptown
214. Tea It Is Then
Whatever you do
Wherever you go Every hour every minute Is tea time you know So if you rise early You know it will be At your convenience The right time for tea #tea #Madhattertea
213.
He only saw his side of things
Self-regarding always right
Could block you out ignoring why’s
Such a penetrating smite
212. Mist
A mist came rolling by tonight
Without intent or so it seemed
Didn’t even have the grace
To spend a vision as I dreamed
If I was Alfie Tennyson
Without intent or so it seemed
Didn’t even have the grace
To spend a vision as I dreamed
In a hand drawn world of pots
I would write in lines of tribute to
Those teapots of Charlottes
and
I like your cordial teapot
and
I like your cordial teapot
Decorated with nice things
Thoughtfulness outpouring
With all that nice things brings
210. Fractalised
The fractal geometrical Inner outer asymmetrical Emerging extraterritorial A living dream arboreal
To Hopcatchy
209. #microprompt
The light was low as they left to go Skeletal faces gaunt On the prowl for contributions Local kids on favourite haunt
208. #microprompt 1205
The Ria Formosa on the Algarve A hat and cravat looking suave Where the cheese and the port Will on balance consort Pass the board its my turn to carve
207. Jam Tomorrow
Today I get a chance to do
What I hoped for yesterday
Sweet spoonfuls I might borrow
From the jar kept for tomorrow
206. #microprompt prompt word 1201
A year ago took out a loan since then the interest steeply grown the sight of which I moan and groan
205. Replying to @Mad_Hatter_Tea; & @FirstTMaster
The map said "you are here"
Not me I said "not there"
Depending on how I held the map
I had many streets to spare
204. Replying to
When the stars have done a runner
And nightlights shine a beam
Out there in the lonely space
204. Replying to
When the stars have done a runner
And nightlights shine a beam
Out there in the lonely space
The flowers close their eyes and dream
203. #microprompt - Lint
202. My Kind of Tea
The tea I love to drink a lot
Mad Hatter brewing in my pot Mind you I like to let it stew Nice and strong and very hot All seasons it's my favourite tot #Tea #TeaHour
201.#microprompt prompt word 1182 : BOWL (Edited)
With many uses suiting me
Cereal soup or washing spree
Down to earthenware and free
No dishing out hyperbole
200. Boris The Rushing Bear
203. #microprompt - Lint
In a world of cashless magic
Transmitting money for a change
You’re never skint boracic lint
Unless those signals rearrange
202. My Kind of Tea
The tea I love to drink a lot
Mad Hatter brewing in my pot Mind you I like to let it stew Nice and strong and very hot All seasons it's my favourite tot #Tea #TeaHour
201.#microprompt prompt word 1182 : BOWL (Edited)
With many uses suiting me
Cereal soup or washing spree
Down to earthenware and free
No dishing out hyperbole
Listen to me as I’m in charge
I have mandates on my side
Obligations and majority
Demands I shall not be denied
Authority bestowed on me
I am the beacon brightly lit
Supporting my position
The full enormity of it
199.
If I could wear an Einstein cloak
I would portrait pose with glee
So who would paint a muzma bloke
In a place too faint to see
#Hoptanglish#writingprompt
198. Your (Hoptanglish) mission is to use GABUDGERILAH and FONDANT SUGAR in one sentence.
#writingprompt #vocabulary
Gabudgerilah in flight hurrah
Across the skies to very far
Where every cake is dressed to star
In sweet delight fondant sugar
When your world is spinning madly
From one way to another
And there's no one to confide in
Since you said goodbye to mother
Don't worry that's the way it is
Your future is a blast
As long as you can let it go
You won't drown in the past
196.
Little strawberry
196.
Little strawberry
Sweet to meet
Her perfume hovered light
We shared a creamy Cornish
Which lasted through the night
195.
Summer did her very best
Holding sunbeams high
Spreading light across the sky
Tho Autumn's chariot rolled along
The woodland cried a goodbye song
194. Words Chained
(In reply to Ian McMillan)
193. Flora
There's movement in the garden
Flowers sidle up to me
A heavy petal situation
Those roses breathing heavily
192. Stewed
We enjoy a wicked tea
195.
Summer did her very best
Holding sunbeams high
Spreading light across the sky
Tho Autumn's chariot rolled along
The woodland cried a goodbye song
194. Words Chained
(In reply to Ian McMillan)
Leaning
Towers
Loom
Heavy
Loads
High
Time
Passes
Parcels
Wrapped
Surprise
Thrills
Flourish
Blooms
Brightly
Shines
There's movement in the garden
Flowers sidle up to me
A heavy petal situation
Those roses breathing heavily
192. Stewed
We enjoy a wicked tea
Poured from a sinful pot
When stealing extra tea break time
In our sub-standard building plot
191. Half Done
Still wondering when Wednesday
190. Teapot Art 🍵
Her art is reviving a teapot
191. Half Done
Still wondering when Wednesday
Will shed its halfway coat
The pinnacle of nowhere near
Sticks more or less in weekdays throat
Her art is reviving a teapot
From the standard conveyor of tea
To a vision of pictorial pleasure
Not at all like old teapots can be
189. Tough Day
Look at that sweet little cupcake nosegay
Pretty as a picture on a miserable Wednesday
A prize for your eyes on a midweek sway
Fit for a Queen on a kingsize tray
188. Who Said?
Swaying along with a saying
Speaking clearly straight from his head
With a wish to impart honest wisdom
All else being better not said
187. Drink
Oh the cruelty
189. Tough Day
Look at that sweet little cupcake nosegay
Pretty as a picture on a miserable Wednesday
A prize for your eyes on a midweek sway
Fit for a Queen on a kingsize tray
188. Who Said?
Swaying along with a saying
Speaking clearly straight from his head
With a wish to impart honest wisdom
All else being better not said
187. Drink
Oh the cruelty
Of drink I'm in
Whiskey Rum or Gin
My heavy head
My staggered limbs
Cannot reverse
The spin I'm in
186. Twitter Cats
Pussy galore is a Twitter event When a body has nothing to say Nothing to write nothing to rhyme Just cute cat displaying at play
185. A Painters Progress
The painting scene is zesty green
For going there or where you've been
Or road to somewhere in between
A vibrant hint of strokes unseen
184. Till microprompt 1084
183.Zzzzz
182. Daring
He dares to think
He dares to write
He dares to post
In Black and white
181. Meat & Veg
I must admit I am an omnivore
And offer no apologies
I love to eat a slice of meat
Black pudding and good cheese
Broccoli and garden peas
Cauliflower beans and swede
Spinach parsnip or asparagus
With meat and veg I’m all agreed
180. Snow Business
At first when snow is falling There is romance in the air It lays a soft white blanket A playful place to be and share Then some things are a problem If you can't travel anywhere Services give up the ghost And now you wish it wasn't there
179. Laugh at Life
Truth about life
186. Twitter Cats
Pussy galore is a Twitter event When a body has nothing to say Nothing to write nothing to rhyme Just cute cat displaying at play
185. A Painters Progress
The painting scene is zesty green
For going there or where you've been
Or road to somewhere in between
A vibrant hint of strokes unseen
184. Till microprompt 1084
Till then until we slide downhill
Till the last hour of the light
Till when the end becomes our final spend
Till there’s nothing left to fight
Oh to dream that dream again
The one the night corrupted
To slip away in stealthy sleep
And not be interrupted
He dares to think
He dares to write
He dares to post
In Black and white
181. Meat & Veg
I must admit I am an omnivore
And offer no apologies
I love to eat a slice of meat
Black pudding and good cheese
Broccoli and garden peas
Cauliflower beans and swede
Spinach parsnip or asparagus
With meat and veg I’m all agreed
180. Snow Business
At first when snow is falling There is romance in the air It lays a soft white blanket A playful place to be and share Then some things are a problem If you can't travel anywhere Services give up the ghost And now you wish it wasn't there
179. Laugh at Life
Truth about life
Is a battle with strife
Partners, husband or wife
Though sometimes quite funny
If not about money
In general life cuts like a knife
178. Retired
Once again I'm up at early doors
Where the creaks and clicks impose
Writing stuff until I've had enough
Then back to bed for sleep's repose
177. Nodding Off
Heading back to dream again Refreshing things to tweet Not so much asleep too deep But a place to rest my feet
176. Potent Limerick
There was a most chemical compound
With ingredients and bonds to expound
When mixed they conferred
Something awfully absurd
A Judge deemed them somewhat unsound
175. #Midwinter
Paths glint with early frost Stray winds push leafless by Overcoated walkers
tilt down hats Mask the way
with tear-filled eye
174. Tweets
Whether following
Or followed
Twitter's not a local street
Though fortunate
One is indeed
If one other
Reads one's tweet
Dumping guilt
On Twitterati
Pointlessly a wasted tweet
As poignancy
Is much preferred
At the point
Where tweet minds meet
173 #microprompt 979 FETE
172 Shelfie Selfie Elf
178. Retired
Once again I'm up at early doors
Where the creaks and clicks impose
Writing stuff until I've had enough
Then back to bed for sleep's repose
177. Nodding Off
Heading back to dream again Refreshing things to tweet Not so much asleep too deep But a place to rest my feet
176. Potent Limerick
There was a most chemical compound
With ingredients and bonds to expound
When mixed they conferred
Something awfully absurd
A Judge deemed them somewhat unsound
175. #Midwinter
Paths glint with early frost Stray winds push leafless by Overcoated walkers
tilt down hats Mask the way
with tear-filled eye
174. Tweets
Whether following
Or followed
Twitter's not a local street
Though fortunate
One is indeed
If one other
Reads one's tweet
Dumping guilt
On Twitterati
Pointlessly a wasted tweet
As poignancy
Is much preferred
At the point
Where tweet minds meet
173 #microprompt 979 FETE
Who will find a better day
For kindness and for alms
Than a local fete on Saturday
For donations without qualms
Once upon a shelf
Where the eggs liked to be
Hid a very naughty elf
Who went on a painting spree
Impishly with pixie guile
He kept away from prying eyes
Until the mummy caught him
Giving eggs a new disguise
#elves
171 #micropromptprompt word 960 : CREST
All the choices that present themselves
Are never one thing to suggest
To ride the surf or climb a mountain
Or time well spent when you invest
They are places where you chase a dream
Remembered mottos on your crest
170. Saturday Acrostic
Save me place at breakfast Ma
At the head of the kitchen table
To butter the toast and pour the tea
Using the finest marmalable
Ready or not I’ll sound the gong
Doing my Saturday morning best
A noise to wake the sleepiest bed
Yelling full steam ahead expressed
Winter skies wait on the horizon
Bringing a rebirth lattice mesh
Brushing their icy canvass crisply
Restoring the setting scene fresh
Over doing everything
Seven scarves around her throat
Cursed the North Wind heatedly
For getting deep inside her coat
Hobnalis cut screws kitchen games
Where at parties we hobnob
Talking recipes around the hob
Laughing drinking just the job
166. J&J Painters
The paint pearls adorn
Turn worn and forlorn
Old spaces war-torn
Looking fresh and reborn #painters
165. #micropromptprompt 928 : DRUNK
Downed drowned
Cursed in thirst
Smashed crashed
Drunk submersed
164. Sorry vs Thank you
Tetchy testy matters not
Now and then we grump
Snappy cranky peevish
Sometimes we get the hump
But never mind it's how it goes
Give thanks for being wise
Crabby cross exonerated
We accept apologise
#microprompt prompt word 901
I miss your letters in my box
The scented packs the most
They always got the early mail
You were my favourite winning post
162. #microprompt 899 Lane
Narrow ways of winding turns
May find you beaten off the track
Lost and lonely feeling far away
A last-ditch lane no turning back
161. #Slamwords 13th edition
Whenever your capacity
is helped along with some tenacity
Then shout it loud with all veracity
To show the virtue of audacity
160 What's next will keep
I'm back to sleep Until I wake again To take a peep At sunshine seep Unless it looks like like rain #tomorrow
159 #microprompt prompt word 849: SNOOZE
It wasn’t sleep he needed
Too many hours to lose
More like a quiet corner
A vacant sofa free to use
Some leg-up lean-back easiness
Agrees a thirty-minute snooze
158 #microprompt prompt word 845 : FULL
My thinking room is bursting
Full of ideas on the hoof
My acrobatic attic circus tent
Juggles tumblers in my roof
She is my morning welcome My portcullis castle wall No need for mail or armour Her spirit heart my shawl
156.
Many wish for nothing more
Than sitting in the sun
Day in day out a tan to flout
Looking out for number one
155. Hoptanglian
On my Twiststep spiralling
Turning both ways inside out
Focussed on my destinations
Terfluppify without a doubt#hoptanglia #hoptanglish
154. Bed Room
Returning to that other world
To review my mental notes
Sliding slowly into somewhere else
Where collectiveness denotes
Snowflakes draw a landscape
A frozen river crystal clear
Footsteps snap on brittle ice
A quiet cloak of thin veneer
A quiet cloak of thin veneer
Snow scenes win the "what to wear?"
Boots and dungarees
Overcoats and woolly hats
Back in bed I won't need these
Returning to my other world
In the peak of sleepy hollow
To dream of where I'd rather be
A southbound soaring Swallow
151. Stumped
In my writing room I sit and wait
My pens and pencils unemployed
Without a single word to write
I'm in a blank page kind of void
So I pretend I'm someone else
Brimmed with tightrope storyboards
Impressing eyes who love surprise
Whenever passing by affords
150. Waking up for work on Monday
Wishing one more hour of sleep
Dreaming sunshine by a riverside
Without a care to earn my keep
Such are wishful thinking Mondays
They drag me up and on my way
So I can earn a brand new dream
Where winter mornings have no say
149. #microprompt word 762: FOLK
Folk music strains in a village scene
Nobody bothers where anybody’s been
Sitting in amongst this crowded dream
Lazily waiting where it flows downstream
Somebody whispered if you know what I mean
A brand new word on the old village green
148. 31 Mondays
January's final Mondays
Take on their last year's guise
Preserved in ice age packages
Boosting 'old times sake' supplies
147. Crazy Poem
In a mirror image garden
Around a smoking barbeque
Mouths of watering fountains
Agree this once to not eschew
146.Hey Ho Back to Bed
Hypnotic ticks
147. Crazy Poem
In a mirror image garden
Around a smoking barbeque
Mouths of watering fountains
Agree this once to not eschew
146.Hey Ho Back to Bed
Hypnotic ticks
mesmeric tocks
covered eyes with
bedtime socks
Too early dreamed
the empty head
Tuck me in
I'm back to bed
145. Awake early
Sometimes a day has just begun
Too early fresh to keep
Eyelids wrap my thinking box
Return me upstairs back to sleep
144. Autocomplete
Messages may well accrete
If relying on autocomplete
Well-meant terms seem bittersweet
Will cheat escheat in sad defeat
143. Weather Worn
If the sun down your way
Hides in clouds
Besieged by stifling crowds
You can’t go far on remnants
Of dripping tattered shrouds
142. Too Sleepy to Write
As I was about my thoughts
With a pen poised in my head
Tired words fell wearily
And I went back to bed
141. Substantially Nonsuch
If what is not
140. HUNTED
139. Aguillanneuf
137. Is That Write?
If what is not
Is not at all
Then what it is
Is not a ball
For that it is
One might recall
Is nothing more
Than very small
140. HUNTED
Country screams of trumpet blasts
Baying hounds and thunder hooves
Impassioned scent of bloodlust
The overwhelming hurtling moves
Dressed to kill in hot pursuit
Vindictive massacre’s ritual thirst
A ripping yarn of devil nature
Where the natural foe is cursed
139. Aguillanneuf
One more day of last year
Just a few hours left to grip
Then celebrate another chance
To sail off on a New Year trip
Tomorrow waves on hopeful sand
Fresh footprint roads to walk
A sense of light airs murmuring
The whispered voice of future talk
138. A Silent Strike
138. A Silent Strike
When the clapper rested
We thought it not for long
Not our national linger ring
To ring the whole day long
Mind you,
it's not just any old bong
But a ring with ping
That pleases the throng
Most of all
That Westminster song
When engaging in a writing game
The perfect phrase engaging name
Playing with the old and same
Often wild and never tame
136. Even Crazier
Twas a learned Lobster That Oscar came to know They walked the Oxford cloisters A toast to all on show Whatever is one's penchant Protecting elbows or one's knees Eccentricities are essential
136. Even Crazier
Twas a learned Lobster That Oscar came to know They walked the Oxford cloisters A toast to all on show Whatever is one's penchant Protecting elbows or one's knees Eccentricities are essential
If extremities are to please
Based on 'Crazy' by Alan https://twitter.com/alamitnickpoem/status/946001277397454853
Based on 'Crazy' by Alan https://twitter.com/alamitnickpoem/status/946001277397454853
135. #microprompt prompt word 738
The atmosphere adhesive
Together through and through
Bonded to their very core
By super hero’s super glue
134. POEMS
She taught me how
to write a proper verse
Meter rhythm form
create a stanza
Pleasure now immense
making much more sense
A master class of writers
understands her
133. Sleep Awake Sleep
The night of blankets
Begins again to beckon
Up stepping stone mountain
To sleep to dream to reckon
132. Polly Looking Proper Lean
Polystyrene coral corridors
Thermoplastic nylon draws
Feeding fish on poison straws
Coaster seabed handbag floors
Ten billion throwaway outpours
Degrading Lobster Thermidor’s
All clogged up with plastic spores
Humans washed up on the shores
131. Hmmm!
I didn't get that poem 131. Hmmm!
It didn't make much sense
It wasn't then or yesterday
And lacked the present tense
130. LastWord
He had a liking for the last word
When with his dying breath
Quietly he closed his eyes
And said "I've talked myself to death"
129. Return Once More
Didn't we promise ourselves
To walk by the waterfalls again
Standing speechless
In the spray of spellbound rain
128. Highway Minded
Sometimes my mind is like a highway
Every thought moving at speed
Dangerous to linger on ideas
Even if they're driving what I need
127. Way To Go
Now and then a day arrives
With nothing much to do
Too cold to be inviting
Every moment colours blue
Hot tea on my table top
Bacon sandwich by its side
Bad news on the radio
Where many worlds collide
126. A Weekend Begins
Saturday morning
In a cold frosty light
The sun swings low
A chariot leaving the night
125. EARLY HOURS
Not just any morning
So much more when up at four
The squeaky rhythm
Of a plastic pendulum
Cool feet on a lino floor
Sip a slow glass of water
A pencil waiting for a line
I fill the blanks
On fresh white paper
Until something reads like mine
© C K Letts
Cold and chilly early
I will a bus to come
In my insufficient togs
Negatively numb
Heat escaping rapidly
Ears are rosy raw
Nose tip blue and dripping
Static frozen sore
Jiggling despondent
No hint of near relief
Waiting on in agony
In misery and grief
He made a chocolate suit of clothes
A chocolate belt contained his waist
Those around his aromatic space
Declared he had the finest taste
122. I Swear
The Eff word that hangs in the air
Profanely with devil may care
A cuss with a plus in despair
Releasing and pleasing I swear
BBC R3 Prog. Free Thinking "The pros and cons of Swearing"
121. Patisserie Spree
Ephemeral the art of cake
A beauty sweetly fleeting
A sculpted joy consuming
Each teacup teasing meeting
120. Beatlesque
Carrying weights on winding roads
In a suntan garden skies
Waltz Octopus and Walruses
Kaleidoscoped in diamond eyes
Howling owls and headless fowls
Silhouettes on moonlit nights
Drops of ice cold down your back
Shadows whisper broomstick sprites
Feel the feather touch of Witchy hair
Smell the dying breath of ghouls
Hear the wistful moans of open graves
Spinning threads on spook spiked spools
118. Awake
He got up with a feeling
Something must be said
Tripped over sent reeling
Then schlepped back to bed #insomnia
117. Float
#microprompt 658
Float a loan float alone
Float away to get back home
Float a way to freedom roam
Float a seaward float on foam
116. Changes
Autumn, a threadbare curtain
Brought down on summer's stage
Time now to write the year
On the white of winters page #Rhymeatism
Techno needy gossip greedy
Hovering in groups
Never with the one your with
Afloat in elsewhere loops
Not too much to say today
Peering in we strain to see
Playing don't forget me games
Where others are we'd like to be
Where others are we'd like to be
My sideboard clock needs winding up
I really miss that chime
So long a steady trusted piece
Now speaks of someone else’s time
Now speaks of someone else’s time
13. Situational
If I wake and see tomorrow
As nothing more than yesterday
Let me sit awhile in silence
And remember how to play #life
112. Sanity on Sunday
I've brewed a Sunday cuppa
Sitting in September sun
At Sunday morning easy pace
Until the doing nothing's done
111. TWITTEREE
Although its almost morning
Yesterday has no more say
For on my branch of Twitteree
Drifting leaves are on their way
110. This
#microprompt 625
Life made up of this and that
A need for cuddles and a kiss
Guided by a gentle touch
Inspiration comes from this
109. Silent Times
Big Ben's bong is silenced
They dropped a clanger with its ringer
Emptiness on news announcements
We need a Flying Picket singer
108. Anonymous Dreamer
When dreaming I'm anonymous
Hidden deep around my mind
Never give my name out loud
Never leave my dreams behind
107.
I'm writing poems underground
I'm writing poems underground
Tunnel vision drives me on
A pinpoint light direction
A pinpoint light direction
Speeding shards to write upon
106. #microprompt 610
105. A Branch of Words
106. #microprompt 610
Colour schemes in city places
Where the lonely hearted tend
To miss the hustle bustle smiles
If not out there with a friend
Is your tentacle an organ
A member or antenna
An arm or limb appendage
Or that feeling for Vienna
Or that feeling for Vienna
104. #writingprompts Chomping At The Bit
Unrestrained and gagging
In a state of just can't wait
Slipped and fell at almost there
Found a padlock on the gate
104. #SenseWrds 287
Warmth of quiet evenings
Sitting dreaming with the fire
Looking deep into the embers
Clothed in flames of heart's desire
103. Fancy Words
Artful words are not a dodge
If in the chain they link
Placed to give you food for thought
A twist on things to think
102. Replied
This guy who proclaimed ninth grade said he knew so much that he didn't need to know any more
Young enough to think you know enough
To know it all a youth disguise
When you think you're bang-on definite
You'll find your mind is telling lies
101. Words
Words are a game of decisions
Subject to scanning conditions
Misreading one may
Mistake what we say
On the meaning of juxtapositions
100. Write
No need to serve a sentence
If a sentence serves you well
Don't write rules to rule your write
The right to write will serve you well
99. Tonight
Checking out the evening
A Technicolor sky
Feeling everything is possible
See you later I must fly
98. As the sun rose
With new stories to tellThey threw stars to each other
In a field of magnetic words
They sang beautiful songs
Delicious aromatic spray
Escapes the simmering broth
Sumptuous invitation
To sup within the froth
96. Secrets
Things unknown may not be there
Hidden secrets are not shy
It’s not a case of what or where
But forever wondering why
95. #POETHEME 193 Pretend
Fire up the kiln
Knead me a pot
Oven ready
Fearsome hot
A vessel to share
A tight lovers knot
93. Cold Light Of Day
Keep a lid on it
91. #microprompt 572:PLEDGE
Promises promises
90. #microprompt 564 Warp
I’m practicing deep thinking
Right now two fathoms down
In a time warp buddy reading
Out of place in space downtown
89. #microprompt 563 Durge
Standing taut and purposeful
Resolute and stout
Then crumpled in a toppling
Sly durge that tipped me out
88. #microprompt 562 SCHMALTZED
Schmaltz effect on sentiment
A greasy film on vision Tender pats with never mind there
Crying SCHMALTZED with much derision
87. #microprompt 560: Smudge
95. #POETHEME 193 Pretend
Her case poorly presented
A verdict hard to comprehend
Fairy tales in evidence
A legal game of lets pretend
Knead me a pot
Oven ready
Fearsome hot
A vessel to share
A tight lovers knot
93. Cold Light Of Day
Avoid the stink
The less said
The less they’ll think
Damage limitation
Keep it under wraps
No muddying the waters
Batten down your traps
The air around is tainted
Toxic poison hit the fan
Paste the easy bulletin
Read “Doing All we can”
Your 1st class letter yesterday
Explaining why you’re frail
Shattered by incessant threats
Arriving in your mail
A freshman offers a pledge
Wagers on futures forsaken
Absolutely a gambler’s hedge
90. #microprompt 564 Warp
I’m practicing deep thinking
Right now two fathoms down
In a time warp buddy reading
Out of place in space downtown
89. #microprompt 563 Durge
Standing taut and purposeful
Resolute and stout
Then crumpled in a toppling
Sly durge that tipped me out
Schmaltz effect on sentiment
A greasy film on vision Tender pats with never mind there
Crying SCHMALTZED with much derision
87. #microprompt 560: Smudge
A jury of twelve assessed it
Gave a verdict to the Judge
How once a virtuous character
Now tarnished with a smudge
86. Only Chocolate
Sheer delights
On lavish trays
Creamy dark
In lush arrays
I quietly park
On chocolate shore
My candy boat
Will take one more
85. #microprompt word 558: Scraunched
Love the bunchy crunchy way
Unofficially say scraunched
But purely as a unflawed word
I’ve yet to see it launched
I’ve yet to see it launched
84. #microprompt 557: Bike
Things I think
When writing rhymes
May bike my mind
To distant climes
Wheelie wonders
Spin my spokes
Oddest looks
From passing blokes
From passing blokes
83.#microprompt 546 Freak
A gathering weather clique
Rainy winds in all directions
A bleak horizon total freak
82. #microprompt 543 BEAST
Callous people onerous drives
Kerbed in pain increased
Unmoved by conditions
Bestowed upon the beast
This way forward no return
Uncertain lines now crossed
From here on in a gloomy view
As winds of change are tossed
These are the days of ideologies
Where climb-down is forbidden
Shrieking calls of vested interest
Leave human values overridden
Leave human values overridden
80. #microprompt 525 : COIL
Tightly wound
And braced
Resolute intense
A waiting coil encased
The tension is immense
79. Twitter Verse 3
Way down the hall
A door tight sealed
Dimly lit
Nothing revealed
No one recalls
What is concealed
Harbour of peace
Or death’s battlefield
No one recalls
What is concealed
Harbour of peace
Or death’s battlefield
78. Twitter Verse 2
Music snugly
Plugs in my ears
Shimmering recall
Songs of my years
Emotional signposts
Steeped in tears
Hailing the days
Gigs gear and cheers
77. Twitter Verse 1
76. February
75. Monday
Monday morning eyelids
Keep me helplessly in bed
Too many things to do at work
I'm working in my head instead
74. Good Idea
How true it is the dream idea
A sleep invader whispers near
Taunting dancing crystal clear
Recognition's thin veneer
73. #microprompt Spin
72. #microprompt Sea
Two worlds of separation
71. #microprompt 497 Scare
There could be looming problems
70. Log
77. Twitter Verse 1
Write a Twitter poem
Briefly I propose
Limited by characters
A mind's eye interpose
Limited by characters
A mind's eye interpose
Be intense by taxing sense
Keep calm while you compose
76. February
Staring out of winter windows
Watching not too much about
Predicting when the frost will fade
To see again the springtime sprout
Monday morning eyelids
Keep me helplessly in bed
Too many things to do at work
I'm working in my head instead
74. Good Idea
How true it is the dream idea
A sleep invader whispers near
Taunting dancing crystal clear
Recognition's thin veneer
73. #microprompt Spin
How to shake the seized up brake
A wheel in spin lost motion
Swirl the whirl then twist and twirl
Turning tidal waves mid ocean
72. #microprompt Sea
Two worlds of separation
Two scapes who fight to be
Two places circulating
Two cannot win its land or sea
There could be looming problems
Though I’m really not sure where
Someone said its coming here
Maybe just another scare
70. Log
#microprompt 495
Recorded in her diary
When emerging from the fog
Staring lonely at the fireplace
Reading ashes in the log
Reading ashes in the log
69. Holding thought is slippery
Like grabbing jelly from a bowl
Then making sense of what you have
Needs containment on a scroll
Spread the jelly into careful shapes
Watch the patterns talking back
Let them dry before you grab anew
Jelly code is hard to crack
Jelly code is hard to crack
#microprompt Fold
68. Old gold
A fine leaf rolled
Tall tales told
Where the pages fold
2016
2016
67. On matters of dying
Resulting in crying
Lamenting and sighing
No escape no denying
Sad songs allying
Teardrops complying
Teardrops complying
66. You ask what I believe
Well I believe that I am here
The sun the moon the mountains
All loving people I revere
The plants the trees the animals
I respect them most sincere
I don’t believe in preachers
Who preach those words of fear
Yet I know they want to burn us
I believe they’re getting near
© C K Letts
Driven
65. As though the act of writing
Caused anxiety neurosis
Like a sentence uninviting
Intensified fictive neurosis
Intensified fictive neurosis
Best Time For Tea
64. Calmly sitting supping tea
Sunday savoured morning brew
Floating silently along with me
A peaceful moment field of view
Super Moon
63. Feeling super romantic
Super signature tune
Super croon to my lover
Neath a super size moon
Super light beaming
Knockout super swoon
Gallant supersized wishes
Super dream super moon
Hide
62. Shadowed by technology
Tablets talking as I stride
Pursued by whims and urges
No escape nowhere to hide
61. He thought about it
He thought around it
He seemed certain to have found it
He sought evidence to surround it
He hesitated to expound it
He felt shameful to propound it
He thought they would confound it
He even offered to redound it
Life
60. Rain falls wind blows
The farmer sows
And fodder grows
A world of crows
And flower shows
The story flows
In books of prose
Fate
59. Waiting for a date with fate
Is a powerless direction
Fate is born of perfect plans
Avoiding duty's dereliction
Twitter Too
58. And a beak begat a tweet
And a tweet begat a whistle
And a whistle begat a bird nest
And I begat my tweet epistle
As posted to @Ste15375723Mark
On Twitter
57. My twitter box a message room
Has spaces for my words
A whistle stop of twittering
Tweetly written for the birds
As posted to @ShortOrderPoet
Marshmallows
56. Of delicious morsels melting
Marshmallow tempts and teases
A soft accord brings rich reward
Where celebration pleases
Gardening
55. Rodney in the greenery
Referendum
54. Three men in a boat
Deciding to vote
On how the future might be
One to the right one to the left
One inundated at sea
Birds
53. If you look up amazed at birds
In the Post
52. Letters in the message said
We have a thought for you To open up and read awhile If you've not too much to do
On Twitter
57. My twitter box a message room
Has spaces for my words
A whistle stop of twittering
Tweetly written for the birds
As posted to @ShortOrderPoet
Marshmallows
56. Of delicious morsels melting
Marshmallow tempts and teases
A soft accord brings rich reward
Where celebration pleases
Gardening
55. Rodney in the greenery
Enhancing Neighbour scenery
With floral trim machinery
A place to be congenially
Referendum
54. Three men in a boat
Deciding to vote
On how the future might be
One to the right one to the left
One inundated at sea
Birds
53. If you look up amazed at birds
Like me I’m sure you wonder
Much more to it than finding food
Or diving down for plunder
So many up there soaring high
A lightning streak of thunder
Exuberantly calling out
To a world left torn asunder
In the Post
52. Letters in the message said
We have a thought for you To open up and read awhile If you've not too much to do
Re: The Past
51. Two old chaps conversing
Reflecting on the past
Reflecting on the past
How early days had disappeared
Seems like nothing’s built to last
Seems like nothing’s built to last
50. Composed in teatime harmony
As kettles let off steam
Signs of peaceful teapots
In a cupful tea-eyed gleam
49. A cuppa changes many things
It allows all sides to be
Can make a subtle difference
Together sipping tea
48. Of the finer teas I take
49. A cuppa changes many things
It allows all sides to be
Can make a subtle difference
Together sipping tea
48. Of the finer teas I take
Are teas that I prefer to make
Whether tired or wide awake
A cup of tea a pleasant break
47. Homely scent in every room
Cooling carrot cake appealing
You can hear that whistle blowing
Pour the tea I'm reeling
46. In a tearoom not too far away
Where many congregate China cups and cozied teapots And teacakes on a plate
47. Homely scent in every room
Cooling carrot cake appealing
You can hear that whistle blowing
Pour the tea I'm reeling
46. In a tearoom not too far away
Where many congregate China cups and cozied teapots And teacakes on a plate
The Meaning of Like
45. Twitter has its way of things
To ‘Like’ is Yada-Yada
A sort of friendly sod-off mate
We only RT things we’d rather
The ‘Like’ is like a hand pat
A there-there little grin
Never circulated anywhere
In a dusty Twitter bin
Ropey Limericks
44. Georgina a selfie snap taker
At sea took shots of a breaker
She never new why
Those waves got so high
As water ingressed her pacemaker
43. Billy had high hopes at school
Until he found billiards and pool
Coloured balls and a cue
Some chalk coloured blue
Got snookered the cack-handed fool
42. Writing a poem on twitter
Possibly raising a titter A limited space Allowing a trace Says no one can call me a quitter
41. I like to scribble a ditty
On my way to the city
A travelling race
At nomadic pace
Strains of remains not too pretty
40. I’m sending a limerick to mother
One step ahead of my brother
I heard sister say
What a great game to play
As she speedily posted another
Two of a Kind
39. Two sticks make fire
Two lips speak desire
Two wings high wire
Two screams expire
Word Search
38.Night-time colour midnight blue
Tricked in shadow passion
Faltering and speechless
Soaked in perspiration
Boredom
37. Dark clouds inky raining
As I sit here in retreat
Watching racing rivulets
Feeling light is incomplete
Information
Massive online media
Yet more and more
I spend my time
Researching Wikipedia
35. Tea-tea -vated
The tea I make is making me
Putting gusto in my health
Madness not to take a cup
A sunshine taste of wealth
Observations
34. I wait for morning
On those lonely nights
To reach again
Those new day heights
Light airs sailing
Cloudy whites
33. Images and picture posts
Teeming galleries on view
A cornucopia of plethora
A visage collage group bestrew
32. Amid the howls of laughter
Mad verses
Living
15. Amid the howls the laughter
35. Tea-tea -vated
The tea I make is making me
Putting gusto in my health
Madness not to take a cup
A sunshine taste of wealth
Observations
34. I wait for morning
On those lonely nights
To reach again
Those new day heights
Light airs sailing
Cloudy whites
33. Images and picture posts
Teeming galleries on view
A cornucopia of plethora
A visage collage group bestrew
32. Amid the howls of laughter
Are the waterfalls of tears
Where emotions drive tornados
Towards a freedom less severe
Towards a freedom less severe
Mad verses
31. They opened up a pet shop
Specialised in canine huts
To sell a range of hound dog frills
Corporate logo ‘Nutz on Muttz’
Corporate logo ‘Nutz on Muttz’
30. Weathermen say sun today
But never everywhere
Full of half true promises
Rain here again I swear
29. Sing a song of love to me
She whispered with her eyes
I wrapped my song around her
Sunset dreaming rainbow skies
28. He wore his girlfriends make up
She didn’t get his joke
I don’t go out with girls you fool
I much prefer a bloke
27. Sunday morning restful
Tea and breakfast on the boil
Teacup eggcup buttered toast
No thoughts of Monday's toil
26. Their essence of togetherness
Held them tranquil in the low
No need of revelation
Or any other place to go
Or any other place to go
25. He bought himself a motorbike
To intensify his leisure
Taking bends with crazy friends
White-knuckle seeking pleasure
24. He called himself ‘The Vagrant’
He trudged a merry tramp
Preferring cities to the countryside
When buying batteries for his lamp
23. A tattoo parlour beckoning
She entered proudly with a grin
Forty pounds for striking letters
B R I S T L E S on her chin
22. When walking Champs-Élysées
Where all those heroes died
Whose only vice was paradise
And thin potatoes fried
21. Loudest words from soldiers
Whose enemies have fled
Leaving winners in the rubble
Shaking hands among the dead
20. Much preferring things long gone
In her deep reflecting way
Dreamy absent whilst attending
Too many happy hours today
19. Ink spots dripping artlessly
Badly written I confess
A reservoir of good intentions
Out of balance in redress
18. Moving out of rehab
Applied to do the Tour de France
Applied to do the Tour de France
The cost of which
Required of him
Required of him
Some pedalling in advance
17. They talked about apocalypse
Well beyond repairs and mending
How the human race just had to face
Their time on earth now ending
16. Diamond rings and silver bracelets
Golden pendants lucky charms
Ornamenting unrelenting
Such wealth and beauty up in arms
15. Amid the howls the laughter
Are the waterfalls of tears
Where emotions drive tornados
Toward a freedom less severe
14. What is life but jokes to pose
In the bittersweet and sour
Where everything is jaded grey
Mistaking Yin and Yan as power
SAD BASTARDSMistaking Yin and Yan as power
13. Sitting seething in the wings
Images most droll
Planning grudges muckily
Symptomatic of the Troll
Thought Power
12. The power of thought
at the speed of naught
Is a tragedy in transit
Consider implications
It's what one really ought
VOTE ESSENTIAL
11. The people struggle hard to hear
Rhyme or reason for their vote
As though ideas and aspirations
We're just another sinking boat
Thin Veneer
10. A world of all things most polite
Where the great and good have built
Solid base foundation stones
Supporting barricades from guilt
SMUG
9. Normality depends on who you are
On where you live and what you own
Maybe walking roads in ragged pain
Or in a fast expensive car happily alone
THEN
8. It was one day not too long ago
When the floods evaporated
The shining song of summer light
Dried up tears as storms abated
7.After
When what remains of me remains
Inanimate lifeless form
Truculent with previous things
Who once was affable and warm
6.During
Three score years and ten and then
6.During
Three score years and ten and then
All those moments making sense
Mountain climbs and writing rhymes
Less expense and recompense
BOXED
5. Eyes of needles
Hard to see
Heads of pins
Most usefully
Wait patiently
In my etui
PSYCHE
4. I talk to myself
Why I say why
I never get answers
Myself is quite sly
Nothing much there
To help me get by
ON CREATION
3. Just before something
There was nothing at all
Nowhere to be
No place to fall
GAMES UP
2. The night wind whispered
Low enough to confuse
Moaning ever so quietly
Just then I felt I would lose
YOU
1. She took her time
To write a letter
A pleasant rhyme
Things seemed better
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