Why Santa does not call on Joe Biden?
Because Biden prefers songs by Haydn;
When Santa sings new Carols,
If Biden sings on ferals,
The gap midst Santa ~~~ Biden might widen...!
18 December 2022
A Funny Santa Limerick Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin
Categories:
ferals, christmas, fun,
Form: Limerick
Sometime ago she became an angel...
every so often drifting down
to a familiar realm
giving subtle signs to the attentive
to feed ferals and winter birds
their daily bread
Very delicately
the broken and forgotten
come out from the shadows
nibbling from heaven's palm...
leaving just as delicately
as when they arrived...
Their prints slightly more lavender
against the fabric of winter's cloak.
Most don't have the gift
to notice the subtleties of miracle..
{as when an unseen tempers heartache}
but there are others that do.
Categories:
ferals, faith,
Form: Free verse
exhaustion has so many layers:
when devils settle into joints
naps turn into marathon affairs
concentration gaps run rampant
remnants of zest circle the drain
perhaps due to feral disease
or a brief rash of boredom
or just a blot of burr and blues
more likely the foothills of old age
for certain youth has blown away
dreams blinded in the dry grass of life
just ahead -up a steep granite pass
something feral, heavy hooved-sniffing
Categories:
ferals, age,
Form: Free verse
Much like the feline ferals who occupy my street,
I am quite comfortable living among people, but I do not trust anybody.
Trust has to be earned within the feral community,
which I have gained many times among my local cat colonies.
I also encounter people I grow to trust, but sadly,
very rarely.
If you fit the above profile, more or less accurately,
then allow me to welcome you to The Feral Community.
Categories:
ferals, self, trust,
Form: Rhyme
~Ice storm~
Pine boughs laying arms of jade on the ground
powerlines swinging like summer jump ropes
the avenues are littered with dirty diamonds
crystal sun harboring a warming wreath of hope.
Windchimes lie silent and lightly sweetened
a cardinal morphing into blown glass flame
his rubied beakon will mostly go unheeded
say for the ferals and a shopping cart man.
Categories:
ferals, seasons, storm,
Form: Free verse