Rock-a-Bye money- dream you're on top-
please stay asleep till our worries stop.
Nest eggs are dwindling- balances fall;
lowering checking, savings, and all.
Rock-a-Bye money- values downswing;
much more is needed, we sadly sing.
Flying too fast from each saved-up nest;
try to sleep long and take a good rest.
Rock-a-Bye money, please don't you see
you're the support for all and for me.
Crisp dollar bills, coins shiny and bright-
please stay asleep to stop taking flight.
Rock-a-Bye money, pray you're not trash;
please close your eyes to this market crash.
If the banks fail, all cradles will fall;
down we'll all come- you, me, one and all.
May 7, 2023
Contest: Mother Goose Grows Up
Sponsor: Miranda Hawley
Parody of Rock-a-Bye Baby
upswing and downswing,
both the zing and sting,
a beauteous dance,
viewed in nonchalance.
there then’s no purpose
of earth life circus,
for souls who are still,
aligned with God’s will.
09-February-2023
It’s snowing hard today
winter won't go away,
on a slushy roadway
there’s no upswing.
The snow builds up slowly
smothering roads wholly
And I’m feeling lowly,
nature's plaything.
Not a flower around
though snowdrops should abound,
their appearance renowned
as a wellspring.
The birds have no comeback
from winter’s late attack,
frozen ground is a setback
feeding offspring.
It is hard to ignore
icebergs floating offshore,
spring seems more a folklore
on the downswing.
(Violette)
Aug. 23, 2018
Yesterday, on the first warm day of Spring,
I heard a robin redbreast sweetly sing.
And it was a melody on the wing,
a beautiful, magical sort of thing.
Although Winter's hold continues to cling,
its effects are slowly on the downswing.
And I know that April showers will bring
magnificent flowers fit for a king.
It's time to move on; Winter's had Her fling,
the weather's not Her exclusive plaything.
And She is but one of Nature's offspring,
a bland duvet in need of coloring.
On Spring's arrival, She'll change everything,
putting you in the mood for anything.
And while disarming Winter of Her sting,
Spring imbues your soul with that extra zing.
Living in a time of diminished dreams,
we're no longer encouraged to think big.
Conformity is all the rage, it seems,
and cops have attained the status of pig.
Few folks care if the elections are fair,
so, democracy is on a downswing.
And an honest politician is rare,
integrity and vows don't mean a thing.
Alternative facts mock reality,
obscuring truths behind a veil of lies.
And the populace can't seem to agree
on what is causing the country's demise.
Like docile sheep, we are led by shearers,
escorting us through a house of mirrors.
TV sensation
Prime time news;
Wake up call
~~~~~~~~~
Elegant poise on TV
Charming sweet voice;
Brilliant anchor delivery
~~~~~~~~~
Homegrown talent
Sparkle and shine;
New media sensation
~~~~~~~~~
Stock market trends
Upswing and downswing;
Challenging times
~~~~~~~~~
Politics of freedom
Confrontational constituents;
Angry defiance
~~~~~~~~~
Observe the times
Conflicts permutates;
Right and left and wrong
~~~~~~~~~
Losing streak
Gambling losses;
Cut loss and run
~~~~~~~~~
Affairs of the heart
Uneasy showdown;
Bruised egos clash
~~~~~~~~~
Pun of old wit
Can still sting;
Mad hornets stir
~~~~~~~~~
Kill joy this talk
Something for nothing;
Deceit attends conceit
~~~~~~~~~
Gain or loss
Not much has changed;
Greedy is greedy
~~~~~~~~~
Here we go again
Flirt from old pain;
Embrace new pain
~~~~~~~~~
Sweet baby asleep
Mother's fond embrace;
Peace in the valley
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
20 October 2014
Singapore
Impulsive were the days of youth,
Nattered all through busy evenings,
Thrived to exaltation, absolutely naive,
Harmonious cheerful charm is now a history,
Extravagant fancy now a great mystery,
Modesty with age took a sharp turn,
Obsession faded, as if never will return,
Over the years gone far more sluggish,
Downswing, could it perpetually stay ?
Forgives itself nothing always is youth,
Overwhelmingly pardoned everything is age,
Retread reminiscence !
Longevity of lust with a vengeance ,
Overbold, badly in need of discipline,
Vacuity sobbed and bawled like sick,
Ebullience soon awakens endurance !
And vigour turns vernal as much again,
Golden moments regain their lost sheen,
Apart from heartbeats' rhyme, souls in unison,
Immaculate passion returns with full punch,
No worries of life, ecstasy takes a hunch !
Written on 29/5/14
Contest- In the mood for love again
Sponsor- Freddie V
Waiting for me
You always said
Was a Yellow Brick Road
But mingled in was the one made of red
And I think I took that one instead
You said there was a man
Who could help with everything
But if he was so perfect
Why didn’t he fix anything
When my life was in a spiraling downswing
I don’t believe in fairytales anymore
But I can still recount this one perfectly
And I can still remember your voice
As you promised these things carelessly
And gave me false hope for normalcy