Spirit-starved
sate my hunger if you will
humour me with comedy
'til I'm full and had my fill
for if music be the food of love
and laughter music of the soul
feast me on a funny song
nothing serious but something droll
tickle my funny bone with a tone
to make my toes all wriggle
and nourish me on melody
let me have a heartfelt giggle
With apologies to William Shakespeare (1564 – 1616)
Soggy Doritos
I like soggy Doritos, I will not lie,
For in a taco salad, they're the apple of my eye.
I like them fresh out of the bag, as perfect as it seems,
But in a taco salad, the soggy chip is queen.
I slather on the sour cream and hot sauce just to boot,
Sending both my waistline and my blood count through the roof!
I've been known to devour a whole bag in a day,
Till my checking account is empty and I'm walking with a sway.
I love the tangy chip, I surely do,
Either from the bag or in a bowl. With a Mountain Dew.
But by far, the very best of the chip,
Is in a taco salad so soggy you can't dip.
Life is a court and I am its jester
A miserable comic with a knack for obsolescence
The bells on my hat draw disgraceful attention
To the tasks I cannot juggle
And the knives I cannot dodge
And yet, I make them laugh
If only at my misery
At least I can’t say
I’m nobody’s fool.
is almost as lovely as
as obscurity
I love you.regardless…
I’ll find better scenery
You say you are my foe
But you're not, no you're not
You're only a faux foe
With your face slimed with snot.
I must be fascinating
to meet:
an enigma of style choices,
wild hair, and holy sneakers
a.k.a pre-k teacher
What seals the deal
is all in a facial expression,
the one I make when I am trying
to act serious
My five-year-old student
Taleen captured it perfectly:
shock mixed with horror
Recess!
Comedy of summer has come to my yard.
Pond Turtle seems clumsy as seen tripping
on concrete gravel. Two scrub Jays compete
for a comfy spot, bickering over tree limbs.
A Beetle Bug runs in circles on the front porch
deck, then counter-clock-wise--Practicing what?
Choreography for the Beetle Bug barn dance?
Our little dog mimics a lizard doing pushups
in sunshine on the deck, as the lizard stares
him down.
The Buck in the back yard sits in dirt to rest,
his antlers being too big to cart around
much longer. Doe stands over him tapping
her hoof, or so it looks like to me from here.
If life is a cabaret old chum
it's certainly
a comedy
(seen in the long-shot)
and then some
or possibly
a tragedy
(viewed in close-up)
definitely
not a whole bunch of cherries in a bowl
altho' the thought is very droll
there to be tasted never wasted
as movement is a sure sign of life
sitting on the fence makes no sense
hit the streets running
floating locomoting keep on motivating
think on your feet crafty and cunning
a moving target is hard to hit
tho' it will seem
it may be but a dream
and you can take it or not give a whit
in time you'll find what comes after
meanwhile life is what you make it
He stood owning the stage.
He doled out his jokes too funny.
We roared a good laugh.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
Cinderella kicked off her shoes,
looked down at black and blue and bruise.
“Is anything worth this?
Honestly, he’s all yours sis!
Without a man, what do I lose?”
He was called ‘Charming’, no name had he,
but lover, leader and King he’d be.
He chased women who left;
dating, he’d never be deft.
A wife: the only future he could see.
they told me.
So, I made
an intentional effort
to keep a vow of silence
for 5 minutes.
It didn’t work.
I laughed.
Actually, I cackled,
and not quietly
at nothing,
just my vow
of attempted silence.
is not an easy noodle to suck in:
because, people want to laugh and feel
scared!
at the same time…
for full effect!
It is just like being high
and drunk,
learning to multitask,
the ukulele,
speak Russian,
and crochet
while driving
three hours
to the beach
for a day
Creepshow is a great movie
that combines
all the good stuff:
art and acting,
comedy and horror:
“I want my cake!
Where is my
Father’s Day cake?!”
“Can’t you chew quietly?
I can’t stand when you land on my grass
But your purring keeps my heart align
Lucky, I love you, Binkie.
Why do they put the fence around the good stuff?”
a T.S Eliot time
there was poetry
and song
and the world was burning up
cooler
than today
and dirty dancing
was clean,
so is
Listerine.
There was a man named Chaplin,
early films he did make happen.
To the world it was just right
that his bum was black and white!
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