Showing posts from June, 2011

Poem #206

The repercussions of long discussions can be deep and wide and troubling. For strong protection try misdirection. Perhaps mention tripling or bubbling. 8/1/02010 Did you notice the "misdirection"? If you were paying attention, you were likely waiting for a rhyme with "troubling" and the setup word of "tripling" should have led you to expect "doubling". But then I threw in "bubbling" instead. Okay, so it's gimmicky. What do you want? I'm providing these free of charge.

Poem #205

If I start to pant but I'm still unable to breathe and my skin breaks out in hives, please don't — you can't — I don't want you to leave or force feed my sour cream and chives. 7/31/02010 I don't remember composing this one, but it sure seems like it was strictly an exercise in rhyme.

Poem #204

Once I am dead I won't need a bed. For I won't do any more sleeping. Nor will I require any fancy attire or alarm clock to wake me with beeping. 7/30/02010