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The Modern Age, Oh So Strange

Ice in the Moon, Water on Mars, What's Next?

Luna
Tuna

 Come on Over it's Been a Long Time!

Postpone
Text tone

 Wanna Go to the Park?

Playground
No sound

 Who Gives Hugs Anymore

Subtle
Bubble

 You Always Wanted a Big House

Each room
A tomb

 Flowers For Little Ole Me?

My box
Loves phlox

 Will the Real Ghost Please Stand Up

Twitter?
Figures

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Laura Breidenthal

March 20, 2016 at 11:53 AM

I love these!! You've got good humor in here, but some of these lines are unsettling to me, haha, maybe I am interpreting them wrong, but like "Playground No sound" followed by the "Who Gives Hugs Anymore".. It almost has a sad touch, nevertheless you keep us humored enough (maybe the word I'm thinking of is amused), as these are clever. "Each room A tomb" part stood out to me too. Great work! Always, Laura

Timothy Hicks

March 21, 2016 at 2:17 AM

Hey Laura. Your interpretations are sound. Yes it's true that the footle format is typically used for humor, but most of these are more on the sad side ... less people playing on the swings, or giving personal hugs etc., Glad you liked them ... perhaps this form is deceptive at times, when it comes to our expectations ... ha ha!

John Fleming

March 17, 2016 at 12:46 PM

This I rather enjoyed, Tim. Love the lines: "You always wanted a big house - Each room a tomb". Excellent! Nicely penned. My best regards. :) john P.s A seven.

Timothy Hicks

March 18, 2016 at 9:50 PM

Thanks John! Footles are fun on occasion ... :)

Mark Peterson

March 17, 2016 at 9:54 AM

I had not seen this form before. Fascinating? And you handled it so well: the sparse rhyme and words so well chosen. "My box loves phlox." An art.

Timothy Hicks

March 18, 2016 at 9:41 PM

Thanks Mark for your lovely comments. I actually hosted a contest that was dedicated to these footles just a short bit ago ... it might be buried, but if you look through the Poetry Contest winners, you should find my winning footles that I chose for the contest. Cheers!

Charmaine Chircop

March 16, 2016 at 3:25 PM

Loved these Timothy.. Love your footles : )

Timothy Hicks

March 17, 2016 at 1:25 AM

Thank you Charmaine!

Andrea Dietrich

March 16, 2016 at 3:17 PM

ooohhh, that one about the room was GREAT stuff. Also the playground joke was good and tuna was cute. WHy not say tuna luna? that sounds more like a moon made out of tuna. haha. Loved seeing these.

Timothy Hicks

March 17, 2016 at 1:24 AM

Actually I was kind of imagining astronauts ice-fishing on the moon, looking for that infamous "luna tuna", (course it's pretty nonsensical no matter how you look at it ... ha ha) ... Glad you liked my footles, as I know that you're a definite footle-fan !

Sara Kendrick

March 16, 2016 at 8:00 AM

Than-Bauk written in style..Congrats on your winner..Sara

Timothy Hicks

March 17, 2016 at 1:19 AM

Must have been a glitch on the site and was actually meant for my Dreams in the Dark poem as is this not Than-Bauk, nor a contest entry ... but thanks!