Like an addled cuckoo that garbles
the birdsong that he warbles,
I've experienced many strains.
I've got gremlins in my brains,
and I've lost my marbles.
My cottage has been formed into a teapot, the woman said.
I thought she was a bit eccentric, maybe daft in her head.
In the back I have a unique feature, an abominable snowman shed.
We drove to her home straight away, me and my kitty, Ted.
Ted gave a mew when he saw the place, startling Ed.
Ed is our finicky dog, who is a bit afraid of meowing Ted.
The cottage was a teapot, so she was not daft in her head.
I could hardly wait to run behind the house and see her shed.
Once, shell-less snails filled me with terror.
That childish outlook was my error.
Now, I laugh it off with a shrug.
It's just another slug.
***
If rock-paper-scissors was a game,
played with creatures whose only aim
was to eat,
when confronted by a duck, new to town,
any slug with pluck, would soon go down
in defeat.
Seals and fishes
make wishes -
large and small.
Bees and beetles
are so leetle -
they're not big at all.
I ran downstairs
to play musical chairs -
how I do recall!
I kept repeating
changing seating
'til there were none at all.
Big Daft Dave
With his smiley round face
Has left this life
For a maybe better place.
I'd not seen him
For many a long while
But I'll never forget
His why me smile
Or his great
Infectious grin;
Dave was never slow
At getting them in.
Too late I heard
He'd just recently passed
But he'd remained a card
To the very last.
His cremation arranged
To the nth degree
The minister said,
As it was told to me,
When asked if he would like
Any Effects put in his coffin
He apparently said
Put a fire extinguisher in
Humour me
For pity’s sake
Just in case
You’ve made a mistake
Big Daft Dave
Always loved the absurd
As he showed with those few
Almost final words.
I can see him now
With that big daft grin
At a heavenly bar
Getting his round in,
And wearing all the while
That great big daft why me smile.
A strange collage of images dance on a poster board,
layout of pictographs, stories that move and shout discord;
some sway left, some stand still, some sway alt right
while tweet and twitter ping on the scoreboard lights.
Wonder what's going on in old DC
with democratic and republicans on knees;
today they say this, tomorrow who knows
will the emperor take off his clothes?
My son gave me a great grow-box
to plant some veggies, watch them grow.
Tomatoes chosen 'cause they're red;
they grew quite fast...but then...oh no!
Their vines at once became alive;
and reached around to wrap my hips.
Got kisses planted on both cheeks
from succulent tomato lips!
November 10, 2017
Contest: Surreal and Daft
Sponsor: Kevin Shaw
Dear Lordy, what have you done
this loony spouse given me…
he rants and TV- clicks all night
much like a freakish banshee!
Obsessed with horror movies
remote control is life's drug:
This model needs rebooting,
It's time for urgent de-bug.
11/11/2017
Written for Kevin Shaw's Surreal and Daft
It was bought to my attention
I had a rather odd reflection
When I gave my explanation
There was an order of investigation
It seems my tales of alien penentration
Surely bought lots of speculation
Was it all from hallucination
Or just my wicked imagination
The Lunatic living in my right brain
painted two ships on the watery horizon.
I folded the image into a paper crane
and it flew into the sea to die in.
The sun went down with a flash of green
and the Lunatic began to laugh
I asked him why he was causing such a scene
and he said the crane was my epitaph.
Most of my dreams are quickly forgotten; but this one I keep rehearsing.
I'm not an interpreter of dreams, but there's a certain direction I'm leaning.
My dream was about a long black snake whose type I could not determine.
I know next to nothing about snakes except maybe the venomous rattling kind.
Anyway, I killed this snake(or so I thought), and threw him in a trash bin.
I felt relieved and very proud of myself and began to walk away; but then! That was when my eyes bucked and my mind went, "O My God! He's not dead!"
I then attempted to kill him again, but he was too quick, slithering away instead.
11022017 PS Contest, Surreal And Daft, Kevin Shaw
Daft Bites
I used to suck on nickels and dimes
Ain't nothin wrong wit that it's fine
Metals tasted like saltine crackers
I just gag, throw up like a method actor
Ahh! the aroma, seems not formal
Swallowed a couple pennies many times
Sucking on straws and dimes
My way of unwinding my normal
10/30/17
entry for "Surreal and Daft Contest"
Sponsor: Kevin Shaw
While walking in the market one day
I started talking to a friend we had lots to say
Unmindful of whatever came before me
Kept walking somewhat straight with glee
Suddenly my forehead banged into a pillar
My hard lense fell off and the pain was a killer
Hooding one eye I looked for the lens but failed
A passer-by made a call to my son ,the problem was nailed
One day the family cat, before my eyes,
changed into a woman. Beautiful was she,
and very soon I came to realize
she also could converse intelligently.
She and I hang out now. There’s no doubt
she’s the coolest! Guys think she’s the bomb!
Just one thing about this all I can’t make out.
She’s female, yet as a cat, she was a Tom!
Oct. 27, 2017
Inspired by Kevin Shaw's Surreal and Daft contest and based on one of my many weird dreams that I record in a dream journal
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