Ish Poems

Spam ish

As I live, I like to learn
and learning's fun for me
Music, science, Physic's 
Math and History 

Art and Language Are most fun
I love Geography 
But lately some new subjects
Have really challenged me

Looking at my cell phone
I have just one more wish
That in time I could find
A way to speak Spam-ish



Chorus
I really am sorry and I

ish

.

edvard

Be Yourself-ish

To be yourself-ish
Or to be yourself-less
That is the question:

It's like not knowing yourself
to be “yourself” that you'll be 
everyone else but you

But knowing yourself
that being yourself
cause all but hurt for you

If they know themselves
they’ll save themselves by
knowing they can't save you

So you think to yourself
To end yourself to
spare them the truth

But don't refuse yourself 
and

Autumn Haiku-ish

some greenhouse painting,  
an overcast Autumn's day,
grey paint, skies, and mood.

(c) The Didds 2024

MAGA's Ayn Rand-ish

     All at once it dawned on me
       that Trump’s MAGA philosophy

     is very Ayn Rand-ish (without all her sharp edges)
       ~ One reason he’s hated by socialistic progressives 

A Notional First Draft

I wandered and pondered my bleak isolation
As I slowly perused this wide open space
That one cloud above me seemed, like me, quite lonely
Its passage was slow as it matched my own pace
And then I saw poppies so tall, red and bold
I wished they were daffies in yellow and gold

The lake in its vastness reflected the

Sonnet 18-Ish

Shall I compare thee to a corpse decay?
Thou smell’st less putridly and more pleasant:
Foul winds escape th’orifices may
Of both thee ‘n’ it (though it’s more “fragrant”).

The eyes o’ th’dead are dull, while thine do shine,
And often is its cold complexion paled
(Be th’body fair or dark, it grays in time).
Thy heart does beat while th’othern’s failed.

From

Bull-Ish Masterpiece

mountains, with baby-clenched palms,
birthed in red, green and dark
blues - the chaos erupting!
slapping the canvas on the…

cherry red pits,
hauntingly beautiful.
one dares not slide
their fingers over the crevices.

the green team,
slime-like Nickelodeon-ooze —
forest green sans trees.

colors develop and mature at the horizon -
mustard yellow, blue, white, pastel-
green haze. a green claw on the far left;
far right —

The Windybot From Aldershot

Deep in caves in Aldershot
Lives the hairy windybot
Many friends he has not got
Because he gets the wind a lot

What does he eat? I’ll tell you what
He just eats curry... really hot
So if you’re in a picnic spot
You’d better hope that he is not

For windybots they cannot smell
So when they trump they cannot tell
But when kids

'ogden-Ish'

King Arthur
  was no Siddartha

Sassy Pot-Ish Non-Chic

I weigh two six and twenty-tons today
Fat in unforeseen directions, 
I make cars cringe, when I frolic and play
And I welcome no corrections.

Mighty fine in my well-endowed blubber,
Sassy pot-like, in my non-chic.
Whale-ish me, trice big as my mother.
Loud and proud, forgiveness don’t seek,

I have earned this fat, every little bit.
Come by and see me, if

A Cinqku

See trees
Dancing free
Waving in wind
Bending to not be broke-
endurance

Rannsaka Angle-Ish

Slaughtering Eng-lish not in anger                                                  

A Little Corny Ish

He packed up all his poetry, even changed his name 
It'll never be as good as the name that brought him fame.
but he's here still giving updates by some guy named Sean
a dude we never heard of but heavily rely upon!

True he's never let us down anytime we call   
He grins and smirks

Halloween-Ish Memories

Halloween-ish  Memories
For Suzy Von Geldern

I miss you most of all at Halloween.
The way you'd greet the 'little munchkins'
as you called them, and praise them
for their costumes.  With your laughing eyes 
you'd feign surprise or fear -then invite them
 to take candy from a basket  by the door.

“I  vant to bite your

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