Laura Breidenthal Poet Rhyme

October the 8th

The great hands of fate have squeezed their grip on this infallible date!
Make way, fermenting 7th, for the intolerable October the 8th! 
Far, far away the lone lemur leaps with joy to celebrate-
The great, insoluble, improvable, October the blasted 8th!
D.W, dear, with quirks and beauty that torment and infuriate,
Can you not see my flippidy- floppity- flimsy- fedazzled state?
See how my nerves leave me prostrate on the coming of this most magical date!
October the phone a-flippin, Charles J. Dickens, Squawking chickens, 
Sexy centaurs strippin, heart sta-ricken, danger dippin' -
October the infernal 8th!

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Timothy Hicks March 27, 2016 at 9:27 PM There certainly is a zany side to your poetry, Laura. I feel as though you keep her locked away most of the time, but oooohhh she loves it when she is let out. You have me super curious about what's so "phone a-flippin" about October 8th ... is it magical or infernal (perhaps it can be both). Great fun to read, Laura: "fermenting 7th" "fedazzled" "sexy centaurs strippin" ... last one and I'm like, "Whaaaaa....?" ... I'll appreciate the uniqueness without sharing in the sentiments, how's that ;) Laura Breidenthal March 28, 2016 at 11:21 PM Hahahha!! : D Yes, I have a weird and random side but that need not be said, especially after reading this embarrassing thing^-^ This one was just for the sake of fun and silliness! Hehe ~Laura

Justin Bordner October 9, 2014 at 1:23 AM October the 8th, day of dimished desperation, night of exalted exertion, devils and dragons seek permission...you are bouncin bizarre in this poem of wild mystique Laura. I like your altered style, your altered state! J.A.B.

Kelly Deschler October 8, 2014 at 4:38 PM That most magical and infernal day, October the 8th has come!.... I love the rhythm and rhyme that flows so smoothly throughout this poem. I really enjoyed this expressive and unique write. Wonderful work, Laura!

Poet Destroyer A October 7, 2014 at 6:13 PM Hi Laura, October the blasted 8th, heating up this page, I like the pace, and how you scoot on the 7th over. A hot sizzling poem, a nice taste of alliteration in between. Always, Linda