I saw the the unshelled seedpod of my generation destroyed,
How I mourned the peanut.
Does the peanut make you shiver?
does it?
I saw the the lemon edulcorate of my generation destroyed,
How I mourned the sugar.
Does the sugar make you shiver?
does it?
When I think of the sweetness, I see delicate words.
Now old is just the thing,
To get me wondering if the sweetness is unhealthy.
A lamb, however hard it tries,
Will always be zany.
A lamb is cockamamy. a lamb is buffoonish,
a lamb is unreasonable, however.
An apiculture, however hard it tries,
Will always be american.
Does the apiculture make you shiver?
does it?
Categories:
buffoonish, allusion, animal, family, lost
Form: Free verse
You are a clown she said.
Thank you I replied, adding a smile.
Your buffoonish ways bother me, she added.
A smirk now. I had not noticed before how lopsided her mouth is.
I am sorry, I apologize. I was not listening.
You are dumb, she added. Spelling it out.
You are D O M. Dumb.
I am careful not to laugh.
Not wanting to hurt my best friend’s feelings.
Categories:
buffoonish, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Light Verse
Brassy Barry’s boastful bumbling Brana Bull
Badgered Billy’s bashful buffoonish Baboon
Into baking a boisterous Blackberry Bisque
Beyond bunking, Barry’s brave babysitter
boldly bellowed brashly.
Bonafide bamboozlement boasted Brana Bull’s bed buddies.
Beyond bothersome boneheads, Billy Baboon’s buzzards bawled
Baboon’s beautiful baked bonne bouch betwixed buddies and beasts
beautifully, bumping boastful Brassy Barry’s beliefs, which bumbled
on beyond the brink of believability boulder.
Categories:
buffoonish, 3rd grade, 4th grade,
Form: Alliteration
How happy are Atlantic oceans!
The Sea
I see
Do oceans make you shiver?
Do they?
I see
The Sea
How happy is the placid lake!
The Sea
I see
A lake is good-nurtured. a lake is uneventful,
a lake is calm, however.
Do they?
I see
The Sea
The bottom that's really zany,
Above all others is the seabed
The Sea
I see
Are you upset by how buffoonish it is?
Does it tear you apart to see the seabed so foolish?
The Sea
I see
I see
The Sea
5/27/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2019©
Categories:
buffoonish, analogy, imagery, sea,
Form: Free verse
Peace--
Don't believe that the calm is sound?
A calm is noisy. a calm is round,
the calm is quiet beyond belief.
A calm is soft, however sweet.
I saw the mutual happiness of my generation destroyed,
How I mourned contentment.
Never forget the reciprocal and common contentment.
All along the enemy resents this
Pay attention to the appeasement,
the appeasement is the most zany social control of all.
An appeasement is wacky. an appeasement is humorous all tho,
An appeasement is buffoonish, however.
Are you upset by how dreamy it is?
Does it tear you apart to see the calm so hush?
3/21/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2019©
Categories:
buffoonish, analogy, encouraging, peace,
Form: Free verse
I don’t mean to bust Archie’s hump.
He meant well, the simple old chump,
But damn, how buffoonish
His views, so cartoonish,
In short, he’d have staunchly liked Trump!
(Written February 2, 2019, for Joseph May's Limerick 4 contest.)
Categories:
buffoonish, funny, humorous, political,
Form: Limerick
The ballerina with her coquetry
and prince with yawning tights his legs stump me.
Her twirl a-spin with graceful poise so long.
The twaddle of his movements poor ping-pong.
Unhandsome chin and rabbit ears so dull
But Alice charms before the queen of bull.
Her ruffles white, she curtsies with a kiss
the redness of a playing card’s abyss.
A timed waste for the prince - he scorns his watch.
His buffoonish pants made of trips and starch.
The queen, she’s not amused — “Off with their heads!”
“I shall have rabbit stew and corset seeds”
The ballerina begs with lashes long
The queen so flatly states her wish “S’long!”
Just then a storm reshuffles deck - a win.
The queen’s been tossed - the duo rides their Schwinn.
To find a finer ballet stage just in
The precise time for girls and rabbit-spin.
10/22/2018
Try Something New Poetry Contest
Sponsor - Nina Parmenter
With dodgy rhymes
Categories:
buffoonish, humor,
Form: Rhyme
Kids nowadays don't know the fine art of staging Halloween tricks,
(Though they are very adept at fleecing me for candy to get their kicks!)
Tricks we did as kids would no doubt today land us in the slammer,
Causing outrage and rancor by folks for our hides with great clamor!
Obviously, we didn't hang around to collect a tasty treat,
But did our dastardly deeds and made a very hasty retreat!
A favorite prank was upsetting outhouses and the havoc that created,
Causing the hapless owners angst and leaving them somewhat agitated!
Another silly trick that raised a stink that we did with great dispatch,
Was to place a bag of manure on the porch and light it with a match.
We'd knock on the door, then run like a bat outta you know where,
Watching the guy stomp out the fire and you shoulda heard him swear!
The tamest thing we did was to soap window panes with a bar of soap,
Leaving naughty witticisms for which the occupants had to cope!
In the autumn of my years I reflect on the Halloweens of my youth,
And wonder why my pals and I acted so buffoonish and uncouth!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
Categories:
buffoonish, halloween, humorous,
Form: Rhyme