"One if by land, two if by sea".
That's what Paul Revere said to me.
But my memory's just no good,
and sadly, I misunderstood.
Anyway, Paul was just a spy,
and I like eating shepherd's pie.
Categories:
benedict, history, humor,
Form: Rhyme
I am much aware of the previous records you read
Both bearing my mark and my seal
Carried no good, stocked with vile and deceit
But I urge you brothers and sisters
To think harder, coz I’ve been penning for your good
Whatever that spooned you, whichever way you were spooked,
Am back in a new hood
With goodies deep in my cortex, ready to vortex
Complex truth into digestible pieces
Thousand papers and folders, all addressed in
Love, sincerity and in peace
I am conversant with my said forced sense
Out of baseless and disarrayed script
I bear this title out of personal merit
Coz I waited for their approval and credit
And dismayed I was by their verdict
Thousand mistakes recalled in my name
The scandalous seat that I chose to tame
Some said by default, some by floating innuendo
But self-conclave justified my crescendo
Your commitment to my letters
Will my critics’ faction clear
As dignity I behest, all the hiatus I’ll bridge
To just overt my intentions and loud scream my point
That my penning is not by simony
But morphing from Real to Pope Benedict
Categories:
benedict, baptism, birth, change,
Form: Free verse
Villanelle L Milton Hankins Aug 18th, 2022
A Corner Booth and Eggs Benedict
The mood needs to be just right
Candles lit and flowers placed perfect
So fun to be in the spotlight
Winds of fortune caress this site
Our guard down, never circumspect
The mood needed to be just right
Ambiance fills the room tonight.
This dance is ours we reconnect
So fun to be in the spotlight
You played Wallflower's “One Headlight.”
Wine poured brings that care-free effect.
The mood needed to be just right.
Through stained-glass window pours moonlight.
Last dance, a time for introspect
So fun to be in the spotlight
About to see the days first light
A corner booth and eggs benedict
The mood needed to be just right
So fun to be in the spotlight
Categories:
benedict, appreciation, celebration, destiny, fate,
Form: Villanelle
The White House harbors an orange traitor
Benedict Donald, science-hater
He never met a fact
He didn't try to whack
This prick puts the 'dick' in Dictator!
The obtuse ogre of petty poses
Has imposed on the City of Roses
His troops of lackeys
In unmarked khakis
Masking free speech with tear gas and hoses
Anyone who does not tongue-kiss his shoes
Is fired, or conspired to be 'Fake News'
He has little use
For reason, or truth
Come November, this deadbeat pays his dues!
7/22/20
(the 'City of Roses' refers to Portland, OR, where I live)
Categories:
benedict, anti bullying, community, political,
Form: Limerick
Eggs Benedict for breakfast.
Bring me some poached eggs.
Serve them on English muffins.
Thin slice some lean ham.
Lemony hollandaise
sauce on top
Yum!
written March 26, 2014
Categories:
benedict, food,
Form: Epulaeryu
BREAKFAST AIN’T EGGS BENEDICT FOR SURE
You can arise whenever you choose to
And that’s why I’m so jealous of you
You can eat whatever you pick out
As for my breakfast there ain’t any doubt
I know precisely what will be on my metal tray
Except sometimes it’s milk or water to start off my day
Your pantry is full of food I don’t even recall
As I use an old filthy tee shirt to keep me warm such as a shawl
Your lunchtime might be at that little tavern we know
But now my lunchtime is delivered row by row
That tavern was cozy and meant a lot to me
And so did my being free
But powder and pain brought me here
And here I’ll stay year after year
I receive opened and censored letters in my mail
The missives people send me here in jail
© 2011.…Phreepoetree
~free cee!~
Categories:
benedict, angst, me, me,
Form: Quatrain
BREAKFAST AIN’T EGGS BENEDICT FOR SURE
You can arise whenever you choose to
And that’s why I’m so jealous of you
You can eat whatever you pick out
As for my breakfast there ain’t any doubt
I know precisely what will be on my metal tray
Except sometimes it’s milk or water to start off my day
Your pantry is full of food I don’t even recall
As I use an old filthy tee shirt to keep me warm such as a shawl
Your lunchtime might be at that little tavern we know
But now my lunchtime is delivered row by row
That tavern was cozy and meant a lot to me
And so did my being free
But powder and pain brought me here
And here I’ll stay year after year
I receive opened and censored letters in my mail
The missives people send me here in jail
© 2011.…Peepoetree
Categories:
benedict, angstme, me,
Form: Quintain (English)
You can arise whenever you choose to
And that’s why I’m so jealous of you
You can eat whatever you pick out
As for my breakfast there ain’t any doubt
I know precisely what will be on my metal tray
Except sometimes it’s milk or water to start off my day
Your pantry is full of food I don’t even recall
As I use an old filthy tee shirt to keep me warm such as a shawl
Your lunchtime might be at that little tavern we know
But now my lunchtime is delivered row by row
That tavern was cozy and meant a lot to me
And so did my being free
But powder and pain brought me here
And here I’ll stay year after year
I receive opened and censored letters in my mail
The ones people send me here in jail
© 2010.…poefree
Categories:
benedict, depressionme, me,
Form: I do not know?
(DEDICATED TO PAUL BENEDICT WHO DIED DECEMBER 1, 2008.)
You died at the age of seventy.
People loved to see you as Mister Bentley.
You starred in the Jeffersons and in the Addams Family movie as well.
You even had a small role with Tom Cruise in Cocktail.
Sometimes in life, things go from bad to worse.
It was tragic when you were found dead on December the first.
People were mortified by your demise and that's how they were bound to react.
You were a very talented thespian and that is a fact.
Categories:
benedict, death, lossdecember,
Form: Rhyme