by Nancy Jones |
Categories:
football, health, jesus,
What does "I love you" mean?
Why is "does" spelled that way?
Who makes the rules and by what authority?
Where is where?
and the most pernicious (in my experience)
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dancy dancy dance dance yippee hoorah hooray
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How come????
Seriously.
by David Smith |
Categories:
analogy, angel, appreciation, art, celebration, community, love,
When my time comes,
I hope I can look down on those having fun
And telling jokes at my expense,
Like the ones I was too afraid to tell,
When attending someone else's last hoorah.
Able to hear the stories about me,
Never before told in public,
And be surprised by those who I never knew cared,
When I was alive.
But most of all,
I hope I will have done enough,
For the laughter to echo down the years,
To help those left behind to carry on and on,
And when their time finally comes,
To request those without a joke,
At their expense,
To respectfully stay away.
by Janice Canerdy |
Categories:
nature, poetry, spring,
Before the day turned into night,
with pen and pad by waning light,
my love of living at its height,
I wrote of all within my sight.
The neighbors’ kids were still at play,
their last hoorah to this fine day.
They’d romp outside till that last ray
was gone. “Come eat,” they would obey.
As last light filtered through the trees,
a bird’s song and a pleasant breeze
awakened sensibilities
to Nature’s tendencies to please.
My rhymes, begun that afternoon,
were finished under stars and moon.
by Izintombi Zamambo |
Categories:
farewell, fate, fear,
A gentle kiss, sent love to her forehead,
unmatched to the unboxed dozen of roses.
Silence, comforted by re-assuring smiles,
they danced together, to their last hoorah.
A lover's tear, slid in the face of fear ~
will she remember who she was, before him?
10 July 2022
Bite Size Poem no.49 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Line Gauthier
by Malcolm Dyer |
Categories:
imagination, inspirational, introspection,
permanence is fleeting til the morrow
perpetrating and dredging up sorrow
circumstance proposes to all that follow
the kaleidascope of my mind entertains fans
to all those who want to peek into the show
i say come on in bring the whole clan
but be warned the only light is from my glow
the stadium is dirty from the last hoorah
the waves of love shown me affect my karma
crashing down my senses to your level
by Cynthia Vipond |
Categories:
absence, death, feelings, life,
Final rocket
An empty box
Tumble drier's
Lonely socks
Rabbit's foot
Now key-ring hangs
Dracula
Retires his fangs
Satellite
Back down to Earth
Millionaire
Rejects his worth
Shoe's lost sole
Beyond repair
Luscious locks
Now absent hair
Tasty cheese
Now furry mould
Fervent love
Gone icy cold
Sunset fire
Yet, clouds obscure
Common cold
They found a cure
Friendship
Folded, packed away
A coloured life
Just fades to grey
Life's a test
But have we passed?
Results come due
As breathe our last
CV
10.9.23