When I was sixteen
I think I didn't
imagine much well somehow the assumption of the
atmospheric clicky-clacky for instance?,
later, something goes the goes:
Mystery, wonder, fantasy,.......
and even today it is and now and will be tomorrow?,
I'm wishing to glee or dwell in pluto or elsewhere a far
pavilion in the world?.
Categories:
clicky, inspirational,
Form: Free verse
It's here
I dump my thoughtful odes
The words unchecked
As brain downloads
This snow white
Electric paper faux
Is where my heart-felt
Ravings go
I tap, delete
I type and scroll
Construct a rhyme
Pithy and droll
The black on ivory
Stark and crude
To deeper feelings
Will allude
So as this self
Effacing track
Develops with it's
Clicky clack
I meditate
On all before
Invite them in
As if by door
To life and love
To hope and loss
To friendships, new
To birth or cross
With thankful heart
And no disdane
For poet's muse
Doth still remain
Categories:
clicky, wisdom, words, writing,
Form: Rhyme
big eyed owl
all puffed up
tormented by wind
whistling tree branches
tick tock of clock tower
dog wolfs himself up
identical black cat howlers
tug of war
puffing
spurting
spitting
sneaky skeleton ticks and tocks
clicky clacky clicky clacky
whoo whoo whee whee
bouncing skeleton head
diabolical music
villain dance
four smart ass skeletons
ring around the rosie
five-year-old jig
cartoon music
pogo sticking
rolling jack hammering
playing dah bones
piano spine
clunk on dah head
weird laugh
violin cat
playing sassy silly skeletal scales
caw caw caw caw
damned rooster!
Categories:
clicky, 4th grade, 5th grade,
Form: Free verse
(A Cat’s Viewpoint)
My mommy spends a lot of time
playing with her pet, ka’pooter;
I like to lay up in her lap
when she’s playing;
ka’pooter talks to her sometimes,
it makes no sense.
Ka’pooter has a gazillion faces
and turns into lots of creatures.
When mommy’s typing up her poe-tree,
little tiny figures appear;
I guess it’s what her poe-tree’s made out of.
I love laying in mommy’s lap but
I hate it that ka’pooter gets
more attention than I do.
I think mommy just likes those
clicky things on what she calls a kee-bored.
At times, when mommy’s not at home
I try to talk to ka’pooter;
to tell it how I feel but, it won’t talk to me;
it won’t even show me its faces!
I think ka-pooter’s a lot like a dog
it doesn’t like cats like me...
Wait...one of them little kee thingy’s
just flew off...hey, wait up, let’s play!
Categories:
clicky, animal, cat, computer, funny,
Form: Free verse
Missing Pen.
Oh dear, I've done it again.
I've moved my desk
and can't find my pen.
It's blue and red the clicky sort
I hope it's not lost,
it's a new one just bought.
They say I'd loose my head
were it loose.
They also say I'm forgetful
and not much use.
But I'll show them.
No! Really I will just wait and see.
I'll find my new pen if it kills me.
It can't be far maybe rolled on the
floor onto the rug
and out through the door.
Down the stair and out onto the street.
Oh! Excuse me Sir, my pens under your feet.
Categories:
clicky, children,
Form: Rhyme
I ask Freya of the cool blue North
To be my special Magic Goddess
Naked in Her clicking high heels
Freya, my new fantasy friend
At my side when adventures go forth
She's posing in Her skin for me
At the edge of the mystic trees
Twisting, bending, showing me
I can have Her, if I can catch Her,
If I love Her, what a tease
She's teaching me Her style of charm
To conjure Her in dreams awaking
Glamouring love spasm calling Her name
Goddess of Love and shuddering Sex
Clenching my fingers in Her golden mane
Freya my partner in dark sex adored
Feral Freya with paralyzing eyes
Ancient primal Sacred Whore
Gliding around me in blazing form
Goddess of Love and Death and War
Magic Shape Shifter, Valkyrie Queen
Who could ask for a cooler Girlfriend?
We went shopping for shoes today
For clicky high-heels that firm up Her rear end
Then hit the sidewalk to stun the old men
Long-legged Freya, my Goddess Girlfriend
Categories:
clicky, beauty, dream, fantasy, girlfriend,
Form: Free verse
Poor Andrea has lost her track
She doesn't know what to do
She used to have a clicky button
And that all she used to do…
But the world changes and so has the soup
We must change with it too
Time never stand still it’s on onwards for all
And Andy - that means you too…
So for poor Andy we will all give help
And try to get her back on track
Lets all request a clicky button
So Andy can once again click back
© ~GG~ 2012
For a very special lady
Categories:
clicky, friendship,
Form: Verse