Doris Culverhouse Poet Light Verse

Dreaming of Lunar Craters

For a contest by Catie Lindsey called: Wacky Weekend Challenge
Where the objective is to use a given set of Wacky words.
Thanks Catie!!

Dire Straits had a gig at the convention center and a UFO flew across the arena.
The band members and aliens were all wearing hot pink spandex boxer shorts,
        which took me back to the eighties for a quick trip.
The band sponsored a wine and dine with a few finger food, tid bits after the concert.
My friends and Rosie Hammond, a vacuum salesman decided we would go to the 
party. After wine and my pain medicine, I was drifting between insomnia and 
dreaming about nuclear waste in the lunar craters. I knew I should go to the kitchen 
for a cup of Joe and I met "Pinky" the alien creating art from a plank with worm 
holes, a fossilized beauty.  Pinky had to be home due to his curfew and as he flew 
over us in the UFO, he threw out listerine soaked tissue right into my drink!!
I decided to call it a night...

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Gerard Keogh Jr. June 29, 2010 at 6:30 PM This smacks of the theatre of the bsurd, butit is flighty and wacky, so... That last line is subtle, yet snaps memorable. Regards, Gerard

Gert W. Knop June 28, 2010 at 9:22 AM How funny and filled with imagination, Doris! Still waiting for UFOS to carry me to another planet!!! Enjoyed your write and thank you for your kind comments...Gert

Marie Harrison June 27, 2010 at 5:13 PM Good job, that's a tough nut to crack. I had a hard time fitting all of those words in my poem about Green Fruit Loops.

Carl Harris June 27, 2010 at 1:15 PM This wild poem was hilarious, Doris! To answer your question (since I can't get the site mail to work), The Whitney was invented back in the '50's by Betty Ann Whitney, a poet from California. I am also self-taught, as are most poets, as we learn from experience. Thanks very much for your kind comments on my poetry. Your own poetry is well expressed and a pleasure to read. Carl.

Tirzah Conway June 26, 2010 at 12:20 PM Too funny-I would call it a night as well!~Tirzah~

Sara Kendrick June 26, 2010 at 11:45 AM Great imagination that wrote this one with all the whacky words..Keep the creative pen flowing..Sara