My Poetry Suit

I do not get around so much
To see my friends in brand new prose
I guess I'm feeling out of touch
With all the things I've seen they've sewed  

I like the lyrics that they wear
Laced up tight or button down
Upon their wrist or in their hair
A sonnet with an evening gown

I think a Haiku's what I need
All pulled back, or cut real short
With rhinestones mix with colored beads
And couplets of other sorts 
 
Yes, I do not get around so much
But when I do I like to dress
I wear a rhyme, a song or such
And hope they don't think I'm a mess
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Horn Avatar
September 1, 2017 at 4:07 PM
When we have not been letting God bless, Our minds may always end up in a mess; If to Him we forget to pray, we did discover sadness and dismay; When you look nice and are properly suited, in a branch of service are sure to be recruited; Having read haiku written by Horn, A magnificent poem in your mind will be born.
Wood Avatar
August 26, 2017 at 10:16 PM
Jerry, it has indeed been a while. I am so glad I saw and read this. Very playful as many of your works are. Yours was the first contest I ever entered here in the soup. A response to Becca's Cat hat cafe. Thank you for that and all you do for this forum. -- Dean
Allison Avatar
August 26, 2017 at 7:15 AM
great word play Jerry and I posted a haiku today:-) hugs jan xx
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