owls do not have a lot of control of their bowels
they manage inventory in a bookstore named McPowell’s
If you are looking for books on fouls, fans or vowels
or picture books of thick rod dowels or fluffy pink towels
Watch your head because McPowell’s owls cannot control their bowels
Categories:
dowels, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Monorhyme
Antiquated pipeline geysers ravage starry nebulae, blast ash. The hurricane bankrupts reed origami masts. It splits overripe pomegranates. Wild animal guitar buzzes, echoing through shattered valleys.
Electrified abdomen dowels bobble and quiver. Balloons, gemstones, hot coals ululate. Feral cello cherries frost and educate potholes. They mold cracked roads into jagged mosaics of fire and ice.
Fractured aqueduct sprays liquid yogurt galaxies across the void. The tempest collapses bamboo paper cranes. It bursts ripe garnet figs. Savage harp lion roars. Untamed lyre berries chant anthems.
Categories:
dowels, humanity, ireland, lost love,
Form: Free verse
Ravenous rats in our lives
Determined to nibble the nipples
Stabbed by knives
Cutting tenuous triples in ripples
Undulating and ululating
In horror
At the humiliating and excruciating
Error and terror
Erstwhile partners and associates
Commit or omit
To implicate affiliates
Whose remit
Captures, raptures and sutures caverns
Embedded deep within bowels, dowels, towels, trowels and vowels of the Earth
Away from testing and truculent taverns
Where felt, unleashed wrath
Against ravages rodents havoc wreak
In the calm we covet
Even when we struggle up the creek
And services of a vet
We seek, click and tweak
In our endeavor
To kick, tick and stick
Into the peace favour and flavor
Singled out as the linchpin
Enmeshed
In a twin pin whose sapience spin
Bashed, crushed, slashed and trashed
In burrows dug by ravenous rodents
Ferocious and noxious
Whose complicit correspondents
In spite of behavior fractious
Slump and succumb
To energies injected in the strategy
Ensuring ravenous rodents run numb
As triumphant emerge our deployed and employed synergy.
Categories:
dowels, poems,
Form: Free verse
The box arrived at lunchtime from the East,
components counted out,all twenty one,
the screws, washers and dowels all there at least,
but noticed the instruction sheets were gone.
Spread out around me like some I.Q test,
bits lay in random fashion on the floor,
was confident that I would do my best
since I had sat at one of these before.
Table stands propped up with a homemade peg,
stood at a jaunty angle near the door,
chairs like cows that have been shot in the legs.
First meal put down slides off onto the floor.
I sit back, scratch my head and look confused
Cat scratches ear, and wanders off, bemused.
Categories:
dowels, humor,
Form: Sonnet
Passion fruit cake.
Early morning I start with my team,
I bake a cake for my friends wedding,
It's a tour de force bake off final,
Both are excited and happy about it
A three tier one with mandolin,
And dowels to support the cake tier,
My ernest effort is a wish for their happy married life,
This yellow cake layeres are embraced by rum syrup,
Vanilla beans and butter cream roll into it,
Sweet aroma envelopes the surrounding,
But the fragrance of friendly love overpowers everything,
Each tier top adorns sprinkled passion fruit curd,,
Hibiscus cream flowers and tamarillo crown cake,
Oops,the red rose is amazing on top,
The spongy layers hidden under cream,
It's given a lemony twist for softness,
The couple and guest will sure relish.
Contest-Relishing càke
Sponsor_Julia Ward
5/3/2017
Categories:
dowels, feelings, image, marriage, relationship,
Form: Free verse
August
The massive heat which paralyzed any thought of going
outside during the day, the heat was as a huge military
blanket glued to the body like skin of grief, wars fought
for no gain other than the knowledge that new masters
who promised peace and freedom, will renege first thing
when safely in power as sure as August will return.
The September evening is soft and gentle as lover´s sigh
the breeze is cooling wooden telephone poles, it is now
possible to ring without hearing the crackling of agony of
sap dripping dowels. The voices of people eating their
meal on terraces and porches are like forgotten a tune
remembered; this, a moment to be cherished when rain
and fog comes and turns the village into gloom and we´ll
under our umbrellas say:” August wasn´t that awful.”
Categories:
dowels, faith, holiday, august,
Form: Blank verse
For the day God chose you to be in my life
I opened my heart to the spirit that dowels within you
I chose to trust that God would place all the love,kindness,understanding,forgiveness,patience and wisdom that He wanted you to share with me.
I chose to trust that God wouldn't place you in my life for just a season.
I have grown to embrace the spirit within you and thank God for picking you to become my covenant partner for life.
For I have given my heart to you without reservation
Because I trust the God that resides within you.
For I see you Trust in the spirit that He has placed within me to love and care for you.
Categories:
dowels, love, god, heart, god,
Form: I do not know?