Shawls,
of dream,
clouds droll wink,
serene skim oe’r,
dark grey urban plinths,
that pierce glazed amber sky,
sonic bell toll’s eardrum plops,
impetus to stir first flush throng,
plumes of steam from gurgling pool billow,
a fickle fountain sprinkles high-pitch wail
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)
Resisting..Resisting all.' Of those creepy calls.' I've hear doctors say you have a choice today, a dead young girl or boy.?
Or a trans child, your forever joy.? Yet its
Not the same, in the abortion frame; it any
Way you please.' Death is ignored to say the least, oh how the tongues so droll, can set you on a roll, those who cannot redeem...Or deny the silent screams.' Its
All the biggest shame, and we all carry
some blame, in this convenient life..No
Evil see.? I guess some make that choice.? Yet when your lifes light fades
Will you go to the dark.? Or will you make
The grade? Plunge into Christ who only
Works to save.'
Watch dazzling sunrise emerge from its surreal cocoon,
Engage with cordial citizens who ooze spry radiant charm,
Applaud droll comic town brazen banter on zigzag pavement,
Vivid vermillion hydrant spewing mint cool water on,
Effervescent footslogger’s fiery life thirst seldom slaked
I've been a vegetarian since 1999, so I don't know why I write poems like this.
The Lion and the Lamb
Lamb said, "Violence is not the way of God."
Lion said to Lamb, "That's odd"
(and I quote verbatim)
just before he ate 'im.
Lion's Face Splattered Across the Front Page
Lion was out on parole
when he saw a Gazelle and ate him whole.
His attorney apologized for the pain
and would carefully explain
that the jungle king would plead insane,
but the jury found he was not insane, but droll
when he said he should've topped him with a jelly roll.
Carnivore Herbivore Dialog
The carnivore spoke, "I eat animals raw,
according to the jungle law".
The herbivore replied, "I won't even try it,
I observe a strictly vegan diet",
as he proceeded to gently chew
a burger of mushrooms and tofu.
The predator ate him in one gulp and said,
"I prefer my dinner to be grass fed".
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
Yippee salivating about captivating clash.. against never brash Kiwis
Not too flash a side with pride not a mish mash but winning wheeze
From beginning grinning egos binning odd bod pods of similar peas
Pacific ease shoot the breeze what they say style of play does please
Not rash no push over won’t just slash crash like T20 bash does tease
Even when on their knees still busy as bees & GP chances will seize
Punching above weight droll niche cliche no nouveau riche disease
Rather pavlova than palaver mate no rigmarole how we roll us Kiwis
losing claim to fame
disappeared to hinterlands
nothing will be same
weary old folks fold their hands
others rearrange their plans
words too many say
imperfect in every way
stealing light from day
debts, too numerous to pay
selling dreams which won't convey
not what we came for
low dark clouds approaching fast
home with no front door
holding on to what has passed
restless dreams soon fill our glass
once alive and whole
now fully marginalized
laughter becomes droll
not what the experts advised
nothing comes as advertised
blown in with the storm
teaches those lessons wind knows
promises deform
not even gods can oppose
status quo soon turns and goes
secret dreams time stole
can produce a troubled soul
half but not a whole
but a name where fingers scroll
another for whom bells toll
some people like being courageous
I am comfortable with outrageous
some seek to be clever and droll
I enjoy folk songs and rock and roll
Some people fancy eating Swiss cheese
I will take pepper jack or American if you please
Some share their emotions freely
You have to dynamite mine out of me
Capricorn and Aquarius;
One from Iowa the other from Texas;
Texas drew a gun, on a hold up;
Iowa upheld his pen paged up;
~
Lightening flash drawn gun;
The other beat the dead line;
Comic book artist and
Texas Ranger Sheriff
How! droll, THEY DREW-
4/1/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2026©
Domestic violence
The couple had nice tans, but she had a black eye
He was courteous towards her, tried to hold
her hand, but she refused to hold his hand
His face reddened angrily, and he got his way
Both were nicely dressed, meeting friends
No doubt they would tell a droll story on how
She got that Eye
Polite laughter, the men accepted the story
But the women exchange glances,
In the powder room, they will now know the truth
The unlucky one would beg them not to
tell anyone, saying he loves me, but has a quick
temper; when I nag him, he sometimes slaps me
But it always says sorry and begs forgiveness
Kowtow & kapow..the Bazball supernova
They think it’s all over…well wow it is now
Cool cat merriment to cricket’s detriment
Down tools school for fools experiment
Mules without rules serious impediment
Flunk their funk mission to debunk tradition
Teach each Baz monk flair pizzazz edition
Preach razmattazz and all that jazz sedition
Slam dunk sunk kerplunk fans in remission
Shan’t exult this odd bod Bazball adult cult
Can’t halt Starc’s hefty lefty catapult assault
Another hilarious result and nefarious insult
Inquests as Aussie test conquests take their toll
Pat patrol in control Ben’s men droll rigmarole
Stole our soul so gonna give them some vitriol
Banished to a grassy knole the Bazball totem pole
Farce whole brassy class vanished up their ar*ehole
No need to mull it is time for a cull heads must roll
Cos in Oz they Can’t bat Can’t field and Can’t bowl
an Oviellejo*
A quiet explosion of joy today
a bursting bouquet,
your old smile a comforting reminder
of a much kinder
time when life was just beginning to bloom;
ingenuous loom
just beginning to weave life’s droll costume,
the facade we learn to wear as disguise,
but for now your smile is a nice surprise ~
a bursting bouquet of a much kinder ingenious loom.
*An Old Spanish verse form (derived from ovillo, a ball of yarn). A stanza consists of 10 lines, with a rhyme scheme of AABBCCCDDC. The second line of each rhyme scheme, Line 2,4,6, is short line up to 5 syllables. The last line is a "redondilla," a "little round" that collects all three of the short lines.
This droll dance I’ve got to teach you,
all you ghosts line up start chanting!
A tight move to the right twisting,
twirling with your partner shout ‘Boo!’
Shut down that dramatic boohoo,
get them all up start clamoring!
This droll dance I’ve got to teach you,
all you ghosts line up start chanting!
It could be their nightmare come true
still they’ll feel the beat’s enchanting.
Let’s go! Ramp it up! Big haunting!
Falsetto shrieks grow and cut through,
this droll dance I’ve got to teach you.
“In the fall, I believe again in poetry...”
— Jaakko A. Ahokas
When September comes through heated breezes,
sunflowers watch droll dragonflies duet
to tunes of melodic taunts and teases
of Autumn's promise to pay Summer's debt.
A bright season greets us without regret.
Behind is buried under yesterday
and tomorrow is waiting for its say.
Joyful is this moment in Nature's arms
when time suspends until it finds its way
and ripe Autumn casts its bountiful charms.
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