Line Gauthier Poet Monorhyme

Smile For Me, Bruce

Just a big overgrown kid, my Bruce
Wanting to hit the road and vamoose
Dreams of conducting a caboose
Go all the way up to Toulouse

Bruce refuses to grow up, what’s the use
He can rhyme off one of many old excuse
And sometimes swears to All and to Zeus

Bruce wasn’t always this way, something came loose
He’s become simple yet ever so abstruse
Can’t differentiate a moose from a goose
Doesn’t have a clue what to do with his papoose

The best we could do was come to a truce
Now they both get an afternoon nap after their juice
Sometimes I feel like a recluse
But never a victim of abuse
Or that life dealt me a deuce

When Bruce smiles he can still seduce



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

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Caren Krutsinger March 18, 2018 at 8:29 AM Line, this is a terrific monorhyme. I had to re-read, because it took me a second, but I can so relate as my father had alzheimers. Line Gauthier March 18, 2018 at 8:50 AM Thank you so much for your kind visit and comment, Caren. Most appreciated.

Arturo Michael March 18, 2018 at 8:24 AM An all out love for Bruce...Nice rhythm and flow...All the best Line Line Gauthier March 18, 2018 at 8:49 AM Thank you so much for your visit and for taking the time to leave a comment, Arturo. Much appreciated.

Viv Wigley March 18, 2018 at 2:17 AM Your monrhyme's neat and hard to beat , Line, good luck in the contest. Viv x Line Gauthier March 18, 2018 at 8:48 AM What contest? LOL I'm happy with the accolades of my dear peer poets.