Jaunty Poems

As My World Shifts

 

Autumn brings cool days even falling green,
    mingled with red, yellow and orange leaves;
    until all the branches are bare though still serene,
but the beauty of the dancing leave is sublime-

Halcyon intricate jaunty kaleidoscopic leaves,
    swirling, twirling, whirling, leaping, flying;
    all that beauty so divine in time interweaves,
'til decay ... and the winter trees remain-

Abrupt breezes chilly days even frostbitten gloves,
    oh, farewell to my beloved garden;
    goodbye roses, tangled vines, my herbs and foxgloves,
rest beneath a blanket of snow my loves-

Mother's name only peeks quiescent,
    all else is hidden beneath the pure white;
    kneeling ... I leave a bright bouquet iridescent,
oh, dearest rest beneath your snowy quilt 'til spring-

My New Old Poster

An old-time poster caught my eye 
In an antiques shop where I like to browse.
On seeing it, you might ask why,
So I’ll tell you, long as rhyme allows.

First, the colors pop and its retro look,
With a smiling man in an old-style hat,
Made me grin and that was all it took
To think, “Gee, I’d like to purchase that.”

It’s a transit ad from a dry-clean place
Where, for sixty-nine cents (don’t be shocked!),
You could bring in your hat and within that space,
It would be not just cleaned, but also blocked.

There’s a come-on, too, with a jaunty phrase:
“Perk and pep-up that old Fedora.”
Now, perhaps you will get all the many ways 
That I love it - need I say more, uh?

you are exquisite

voluptuous Virginia
what a quintessential Rubenesque figure
no one has the right to look this gorgeous
in jaunty hat and bridal gown, you, dear, are exquisite

Passing of the New Year

Passing of the New Year
We could have had champagne and not Buck’s fizz, but then we aren’t in showbiz. We glorify and harness God’s creation in full spirit, praising his glory. The passing of the year, nothing to fear, his goodwill to mankind, it is without deploration, acutely aware of the labour ahead-January blues, that first Monday does lamentedly lurk, far from jovial or jaunty as work is around the cruel corner. Unadorned is now the room but the fire still ablaze where the cat does lethargically laze. Snow did disrupt December endeavour and to avoid the roads, we’d be more than clever-force winds doesn’t hinder the odd ocean swimmer-madness to those who take hot wine from the beach’s cafe with views of breaking waves which battle the surfers. Many a woman is all too aware that more mincemeat won’t make a tactical nighttime dancer trimmer. A fanciful occasion for many albeit far from a duchess, but prone to impress to celebrate the New Year is without much persuasion.

hog fog bog cog dog

in a barnyard pen sits a happy hog
bullfrogs in a blizzard bog
dense and daring grayish fog
a curious machine with a metal cog
a summertime yip from a happy dog
going on a jaunty jubilant jog
black ants sliding on a wet log
chef includes New Years eve eggnog
love to rhyme hog fog bog cog and dog

Janitors July Jamboree

jaunty jack-o-lantern joined
jingly jangly janitors’ July jamboree

jaundiced Jasper, Jack’s jackhammer
juggled and jostled the journey in jovial jollity.

Jovial Jukebox Julep juxtaposed Jasper and Jack’s
jonquils, joining the July Jubilee

Javelin, a jazzy jaybird, jangled Judy’s jaguar,
who jabbered jokingly and jauntily.

Yellow

She turned to the sunlight  And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbor:  “Winter is dead.”
—A. A. Milne

Y our old-fashioned lemony pie
E specially with meringue
L uxurious curd of citrusy yellow
L ight hue that exudes energy
O stentatious and tempting dessert
W insome jaunty, yellowy, crusty delight

youngest leprechaun intern

Youngest leprechaun intern was a mere boy of eleven
He was tiny though, did not look much older than seven.
Had a wide smile, and a jaunty way about him, was fun too.
He will do, the leprechauns of old said, Oh, yes, he will do!

Slang Men’s Names in Footles- Part 6

He’s always So Behind

Hasten,
Mason

Heavenly Guy

Sky glow
Milo

A Great Guy

Maxwell
acts swell

Sure Not Dickie Nixon

Tricky
Micky

Spoiled Guy

Bratty
Mattie

Why We Follow

Moses
Shows us

Such a Cheerful Fellow

Jaunty
Monty

Hope he Doesn’t want Kids

Sterile
Merrill

The Stoic

Spartan
Martin

He Keeps Them in the Family

Newel’s
Jewels

The King’s Favorite

Jester
Nestor

He’s Just so Tall

Shorten
Norton

Almost got Left off the Ark

Noah’s
Boas

I Have . . .

Faith in
Nathan

The Shrewd One

Heady
Neddy

The guy in Charge

Foreman
Norman

Never Sits Still

Goin’
Owen

Stuck at Home

Snowed in
Odin

A Nobody

Zero
Nero

Put Him on a Diet

Fatty
Paddy

Give Him a Shave Please

Hairy
Parry

Never Finished Med School

Nursie
Percy

Kind of a Loafer

Restin’
Preson

Mr. Popular

Tweeter
Peter

His Magic

Patrick’s
Hat Tricks

Worm Man

Wriggly
Quiggly

Persistence in life

It is the life
where we cannot stop,
Nor we can lose hope
Just to move on
Not about thinking; that had already been done
Life is all about a second chance,
Just to feel it and move ahead by your own
As time is not much,
To think of it as such,
Just like the flower of happiness,
Your aim should be full of firmness,
It is the life
Where you have to keep patience,
Your path will be full of difficulties,
But you should always remain JAUNTY;
You have to shine in glimmer light,,
So it encourage others to live in bright,,
Never die before your death,
Wait, and take a deep breath..
Start a new journey,
By making your face little funny;
Never leave your humanity,
Just for the sake of money
Every day enjoy the sunrise,
And always act like a wise:
And you will feel the world is so nice.

Marla Queen of the Follies

There was an instant silence
A blanket of shush floated over the court
Scottish cats are here!
This whisper surrounded us

I looked toward the door
A jaunty cat with attitude sauntered through it
Before he was announced
As if he owned Spain, England and Scottland

He gave me a nod as he approached the king
The king looked displeased
I wondered what it was about
But we were rushed out

None of us were royal enough to be privy to it
When we returned the Scottish cats were gone
How they left, no one knows
Except the King

Scottish Cats are Here

There was an instant silence
A blanket of shush floated over the court
Scottish cats are here!
This whisper surrounded us

I looked toward the door
A jaunty cat with attitude sauntered through it
Before he was announced
As if he owned Spain, England and Scottland

He gave me a nod as he approached the king
The king looked displeased
I wondered what it was about
But we were rushed out

None of us were royal enough to be privy to it
When we returned the Scottish cats were gone
How they left, no one knows
Except the King

Those Bells

Those bells, those jubilant, jaunty clangers
Vibrating chimes dancing across meadows
Cavorting through town
Are gone.
Stolen by a rogue poet
Abetted by a teacher
Who played a recording
Of Poe’s….THE BELLS.
Around the fifth replay
I swore off poetry for life,
Rescued only by 
Tintinnabulation therapy.
I still cringe
At the sound of a doorbell.
Not Poe’s fault
My neighbor
Is always looking
To borrow something
I offered to lend him
The bell.

Jukebox

just a dime per tune when
jiving in the sixties
jitterbug before that
jamming still to the hits
jazz, pop, rock, soul~~lyrics
jaunty and sad burst forth 
jump up~~punch in your fave

Jukebox

Jeweled lights are blinking
Jaunty tunes fill the room
Johnny B. Goode with Chuck
Jumpin' Jack Flash with Mick
Jerry Lee Lewis wails
John Lennon twists and shouts
Jitterbug all night long

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