he’s eccentric and bizarre
love my neighbour but only from afar
since he keeps all his doors ajar
I saw he keeps his glass eye in a jar
when in the morning he revs up his car
he pretends to be going to a seminar
he’s convinced he is a rising star
walks around in his peignoir
in his mouth a footlong cigar
and in one hand a european guitar
once he offered me some caviar
then walked away without an aurevoir!
AP: 2nd place 2021
wait
wait there
stay
do not
cry
it
will
not
be
long
until
we
meet
again
it's
aurevoir
...not..
goodbye
Inspired by Dunkirk film tuneclip
Dark evening not even a star
Wrong night to be coming home from the bar
It’s an awful long walk to your car
Me thinks your door’s been left ajar
Is there even any gas in that reservoir?
Everything seems so creepy and bizarre
Something's eyeing at you from afar
What’s that noise? Could it be a jaguar?
Or a farm animal being led to an abattoir?
Might it be a monster or a wakened avatar?
Or just some old lady in a peignoir?
Isn’t that an arm sticking out of her armoire?
Me thinks you might get the old feather and tar
Aurevoir
Arrgh…
AP: 2nd place 2022, Honorable Mention 2025, Honorable Mention 2022, Honorable Mention 2022, Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted on October 11, 2020 for contest HALLOWEEN FRIGHT sponsored by CAROLYN DEVONSHIRE - RANKED 2ND
and on October 19, 2017 for contest BOO - MONORHYME sponsored by ALEXIS Y. - RANKED 1ST
Undoubtedly the last beautiful sunny summer day
Hoped for yet so unexpected happy effervescence
No clouds in the sky gentlest breeze stirring the bouquet
Clinging to every last loving shred of benevolence
Everyone so aware this day is but an aurevoir
So much better than any shot of adrenaline
As the doddering sun remorsefully kisses our skin
Awake soaking in all that warm sunspun honey nectar
Seems birds butterflies and bees all astir
Hustle their one last dance before the snow
Though it may not fall upon us tomorrow
It lurks we all know just around that corner
Golden glow on ecstatic grinning silhouettes
Quivering translucent gold sprinkles on charades
Take heed moments of borrowed time when the sun sets
Gone the last summer whirl for fall crispness invades
AP: Honorable Mention 2023, Honorable Mention 2020
There's always that special someone
that you never get tired of
Everytime you talk to them
it feels like the first time you met them.
You never get tired of that person and
being with that person.
Everytime you're near them you feel
all tingly and begin to feel bubbly.
They give you a special,
inexplicable feeling,
one no one else does.
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