Line Gauthier Poet Monorhyme

Not Amused

O~ what dread
My muse in bed
Dear me~ that's ink she's bled
Tried sopping it with bread
Her boots been filled with lead
I think she's good as dead

O~ good grief she said
Shaking her head
You've been misled
You plain misread
She left her body there and fled



AP: Honorable Mention 2025

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John Watt March 15, 2020 at 12:21 AM Those darned muses and their capricious ways... fun write, Line Line Gauthier March 15, 2020 at 9:33 AM Thanks, John. Much appreciated.

Timothy Mcguire July 30, 2019 at 9:28 PM Love this poem and it style I might try it someday. Great one! Line Gauthier July 31, 2019 at 3:40 AM I'll be looking forward to reading what you come up with.

Gershon Wolf July 30, 2019 at 2:15 PM Come back! Come back! ---Oh! You mean it's you who fled?! LOL. Interesting poem, Line. :) gw Line Gauthier July 30, 2019 at 2:35 PM O~ my muse fled.... again.

Caren Krutsinger July 30, 2019 at 5:39 AM I love the last line, of course, being a big believer of being able to leave your body wherever you want! Line Gauthier July 30, 2019 at 8:47 AM LOL as long as you don't litter of course.

Quoth Theraven July 30, 2019 at 12:08 AM Line, I like this monorhyme. Time to wake, sleepy-head. -Richard Line Gauthier July 30, 2019 at 8:48 AM Thanks for your much appreciated visit and comment, Richard.

Gordon Mcconnell July 29, 2019 at 3:57 PM I really liked this one Line, such good lines with nice rhyme too! Line Gauthier July 29, 2019 at 5:28 PM Thanks, Gordon. Most appreciated.