Just checked in
to read a few of poets
that I follow
And one was missing
Without a trace
had flown like the summers swallow
Where is Dilly Dally ?
Could someone clue me in
For she was more than poet
I regard her as a friend
Categories:
dilly dally, friend,
Form: Rhyme
Focus on the good
Never sways on the bad side
Never compromise.
Categories:
dilly dally, character, judgement, life,
Form: Senryu
When I saw Dilly dally
I thought, "Oh no, this kid's got to rally!
Cuz if he loses this race,
it'll be a total disgrace,
cuz this race was right up his alley.
Categories:
dilly dally, 12th grade, encouraging, humorous,
Form: Light Verse
nothing spoils this surface view ~ see me
crave attention, gift empty touch
tonal mask veils flaws and vices
face alter ego and kneel
to feed the shallow shadow that circles
~ around gossamer tears of the grieving moon,
as silenced streaks of tongue-twisted lines,
undress a puddle of poisoned stars
pull force imperceptible, attraction
lost in blissful contemplation
comatose until that last equation
gravitational persuasion creating longing
but will the lake that flows with fears
thaw words tangled in golden chains?
for I’ve drowned in liquified lies,
drawing perfection from imperfect reflections
delve to the depths of my spun world
peripheral interference dissipates in darkness
only requirement is carved version of self
that steadies my hand and drags me in
sinking beneath Narcissus's polluted undertow
tainted oxygen leaves my expanding lungs
hitting jagged rocks, spoiled skin shreds,
exposing a forgotten empath ~ salvation rises
Categories:
dilly dally, angst, deep, mental health,
Form: Ekphrasis
The Dancing Plague of 1518: Collaboration with Dilly Dally
A plague cursed, until death they dance
Until forever lasts this plight
Moving hypnotic deep in trance
Onlookers revel at the sight
From days to weeks, from dawn til' night
Hysteria spread the expanse
Collapse in exhaust by firelight
A plague cursed, until death they dance
Can I dance myself free perchance
Repent and be rid of this smite
I bleed amidst this endless prance
Until forever lasts this plight
Exhaustion sets with hope just slight
Up to Saint Vitus' healing glance
Limbs swinging limp, glazed eyes contrite
Moving hypnotic deep in trance
Free me of sin, my soul enhance
Crosses on shoes to quell the fright
Quicken the end, I beg advance
Onlookers revel at the sight
They fell in numbers, losing might
By now all but God looked askance
Dance to rest and read the last rite
All life is but a game of chance
A plague cursed
May 22, 2023
Categories:
dilly dally, history, loss,
Form: Rondeau Redouble
Taking a stroll, silently tip-toe
Talking to strangers, tangential existence
Strangled for talk, struggled to speak
Straight for the taking, tangible change
Take a short cut, time stands still
Transformed the scenery, terraformed set
Shouts from the tomb, post-existential speech
Scanning the transcript, searching for truth
Categories:
dilly dally, writing,
Form: Free verse
The mechanics of the clock
The stutter of the ticks and tocks
The cogs eternally clenching teeth
Singing songs from underneath
The changing features of the clock face
Each hand steadfast in its place
Pendulum swinging, sounds like a knock
Who's there? I ask. Tick-tock-tick-tock.
Categories:
dilly dally, tribute,
Form: Rhyme
The base word “dally,” from old French used to mean to chat idly.
dilly-dally of dandelions - seeds on fire, blown
downward. inspire
molten icing— erupting,
disrupting the perfect garden of peace.
dilly-dally, those tongues wagging like puppy tails.
such excitement, seems friendly, enticing—
it’s dicey; the splintering
of rivulets, they run
dripping from waterfall lips, diving off the precarious cliff -
trampolines everywhere, but they’re missed. the kiss
of candy-sweet news, the licorice-twist…
she can’t place a hand over her own gaping hole.
the dog bites the hand that tries to scold.
the slap-happy hoarding of gossip - the girl
can’t get enough. when it’s not on the wire,
she turns to the swoon of reality t.v.
salivating, with ears like a drainage ditch,
or a sinkhole, a muddy swamp. she loves
it.
they
don’t.
run.
she’s
trouble.
11/19/2022
Categories:
dilly dally, angst,
Form: Free verse
I am in a Spring time silly dilly dally mood.
Loving my swaying green grass, and well-earned solitude.
I am a daffodil, and this is how we are made.
We love the sun, not thriving at all in the dark shade.
The thorns on the rose bush are truly upset with me.
They are angry and mean and ugly as they can be.
The marigolds are dancing underneath and around.
Readying themselves for their turn to push through, up ground.
I love being a sun flower, but I wish I could be the giant one.
The one with the large brown orb, who grows highest in the sun.
My mother always says do not wish your life away,
Just enjoy the minutes you have, each and every day.
I last but a few days, but I enjoy every second I have, no matter how long.
Never seeing the beautiful tea roses, as they do not sprout until after I am gone.
Categories:
dilly dally, 3rd grade, 4th grade,
Form: Sonnet
I'd let my lab outside to do his numbers
him acting like a sleuth cool as a cucumber
with me on a schedule I'd be checking the time
him dilly dallying like it was no crime,
Sniffing every single bush, tree and blade of grass
me trying to be patient and not too crass
finally saying "would ya hurry it up" while he sniffs the clover
which he thinks is his other name besides the real one Rover.
8-22-17
Categories:
dilly dally, dog, humor, time,
Form: Rhyme
He dabbles in this, dips his toes in that
Dithering with daubs, splattering dollops and spatters
Dilly-dallying, loitering lazily lackadaisical
Unable or unwilling to commit.
Half-hearted efforts lie half-baked, unfinished
Laying listless, languidly lolling and littering.
It's so annoying to see time wasted and fortuity fraught
But what can anyone watching do?
Categories:
dilly dally, parents,
Form: Free verse
did dilly dally
what should I soon do
after all I have been through
of more than a few
former or latter
it really makes no matter
clouds seem to scatter
when our politics
are random like pickup sticks
full of many tricks
the grand finale'
when toll will take its tally
did dilly dally
Categories:
dilly dally, philosophy,
Form: Haiku