Just because an impetus arose
Thank dog, and cat,
no pet tee filed - late fee
incurred from this
sole heir, matted son
Avenue of Harris communique
to his youngest sister
busy as a queen bee,
her name mentioned
backwards solely for
wry ming sense – re:
garding Dunning-Harris Shari:
Not there need not
be any clear cut,
nor cloudy total
reason to bolster wee
kind fortitude to write
an email (albeit
with my characteristic
trademark rhyme) to in vite
my own impetus to dash
off a friendly hello
in a gentle
effort to unite
sibling camaraderie,
whether this
material in question
profound or trite
with no pro noun
sub bull adverbial,
or adjectival intent,
and of course nada spite,
this exercise to compose,
whatever occurs within
mum mind quite
likely to concern
general circumstances,
rather than touch upon
any single plight
since, an easily educated guess
can paint (no Norman...
Categories:
adverbial, angel, dad, dedication, forgiveness,
Form: Light Verse
SONNET FOR REALISM IN ACTION
OR: If a job is worth doing, it’s worth doing badly
We’re told with smug assurance patronising
That if a job’s worth doing, then do well with it
But if we doubt our faultless realising
We’re inclined to say in hopelessness ‘to hell with it!’
With projects of high promise I could regale ya
Begun with soaring hope at their inception
But ended, quit because of fear of failure
To live to standards asking for perfection
An alternate motto, different course to plough
‘Keep hope and faith then maybe bye and bye
If we press on, we’ll muddle through somehow
We might as well go on and give it a try’
Here’s a slogan more realist than proverbial
‘If a job’s worth doing, it’s worth it’ - no clause adverbial
Categories:
adverbial, humor, inspirational,
Form: Sonnet
Lady bird, lady bird, why thou sings so beautifully
When other had got their voice cracked in the noon?
Do you sing of peace or lost love?
You have bottled my heart with your adverbial voice
Tending the grains in my garden to peace whilst they clap
Thou have undressed the grasses of the field with your song
Your muse perching from tree to tree
The leaves dances merrily in their branches
The air in their wonderful world rejoice
Thou advertises their motions and worth
The sky clapping brightly in justification
Of your undying voice of historical flight
Hold on miss independent and repeat to my ear
The last line of the song you sang
It sounded so sweet to my soul
The meaning of your heart beat
thou sings like a preacher on the altar of love
With a rekindled voice radiating the soul
The wind trumpet hilariously whilst the tree dances
Oh lady bird, thou make my heart beautiful
Clamouring for the lost vegetable of my life
Tell me what thou sing of that i may join
In the perfection of my glowing bed which
Shows me the important of good neighbourlines.
Categories:
adverbial, art,
Form: Narrative
Cup your emotions
In your adverbial hands
Let the air rejoice
For our love has no bond
I sees you in the moon
And you sees me in your heart
Preserve my breathe
Never dream in the adverbial
Pretense of lost trust
Hide my pretty smiles
For you I live for
You belong here in my heart
Undress my feelings
Never let them go clothed
Tend my heart to birth a king
For in your heart a noun love exit
Not fading like a new cloth
dress my love
With an adjectival cloth
For nothing is hiding except its a secret
And nothing is found except its a treasure
You belong here in my heart
Categories:
adverbial, age,
Form: Name