He has made his own reed gourd pipe
To play on and allure his captive -
The stray serpent, in his basket inactive ,
And rendered a fangless, servile type .
Being a lazy sot, gets his drink
Displaying the hooded creature apt ;
And blows odd tunes with no tact ,
Nor ever allows the coil to jink .
Motley onlookers dole out a coin ;
They know not why : fear or taboo,
Or even feeling heavy with ado
And he leaves , having drunkards to join ;
Loyal or helpless the selfless reptile
Ever returns to it's bamboo cell,
Despite the strain or a nearby dell ;
Thralldom corrodes the entity all the while.
Categories:
jink, irony,
Form: Lyric
They fling, frisk and frolic across my mind
one breath two breaths so on so forth
They romp, revel and rollick enshrined
one thought two thoughts so on so forth
They jink, jovial and joyful light as air
one idyll thought after another in my nest
They bounce, beg, behold without a care
perusing in my loft without a quest
They mate, mesh and move into me
one breath two breaths I let them flow
They sit, settle and seduce me their free
empty as a shell I yolk them, then let them go.
September 16, 2021
Sponsor : John Lawless
Contest Name: Idyll Thoughts
Categories:
jink, appreciation, word play,
Form: Rhyme
Jesters jokers juggle
Jink joke as journeyman
Jag up one jocose notch
Jougs jesserants judder
Jussive jokes demand the
Jutty jailors’ justice
Juxtapose jolterheads
Categories:
jink, joy,
Form: Free verse
New Year
Dreams lie unfulfilled in my rueful nights,
the seconds, minutes, hours and days all draw
empty boxes, lists inked on paper white,
promises of plans I made, stout hearted,
in ignorance of the years gone before
when youth's resolve lay stillborn, unstarted.
With new old resolutions, stringless kites
fly out in fanfare on each New year's day,
'till deaf to all applause they fade from sight
to jink and ride the winds of circumstance.
'Just like last year', the well meaning friends say
knowing full well that none stood any chance.
Dreams lie unfulfilled in my rueful nights,
with new old resolutions, stringless kites.
For contest 'Cornish Sonnet', sponsored by, coincidentally, Craig Cornish
December 20th 2015
Categories:
jink, new year,
Form: Sonnet
Love is unconditional, but promises are not
When love is not requited such are promises, forgot
Vows deferred as if uncertain sounds of rhetoric
Seems times and seasons, rhymes and reasons were only shtick
Yet the desire deferred only proves a heart to be sick
A mind that is fainting in a soul that's lunatic
Losing hope of the joy set before in the beginning
Manifest language and deeds that touch with sinning
A sane man is now a man of Gadarenes dinning
A bewildered woman fearful, pressured, and chinning
Left him, reverse double standards, giving little
For blind love, great trust, a fool with no requital
Forgiving but not forgetting there's no aquittal
Once he understood, now she will just belittle
Whittle by whittle mind and heart, no longer hoodwink
Love, awry, uncovers overlooked faults and sins we prink
Forethink, count the full cost without haste, do not jink
Humiliation, love demanded's no love, doublethink
When promises are kept, human love wants its lot
For promises are conditional, but true love is not
Categories:
jink, forgiveness, lost love, love,
Form: Rhyme