Professor: Setting is inducing trust that as a writer you are not volatile, nor giving lesser detailed thought about those knick knack, mundane also. can you give me an example Johny?
Johny: Certainly , can I ask the narrator type?
professor: say, camera setting...
Johny : genre?
professor : prose poem, light hearted or serious, both will do.
Johny : here you go....I bought floss and Hydrogen per oxide from the nearby pharmacy. I wanted to pick up my medicine too, but they were reluctant, altogether, seemingly so. I had to bypass.
professor : why so?
Johny: the only audible sound was a song..."when you say nothing at all."
Surely , verily a cranky setting! tired too!
As the counseling session was declaring, they begin as a parent asleep, raise them up asleep and send them to school asleep. Dreams ahoy!
Categories:
johny, allegory, america, anti bullying,
Form: Free verse
The Mole Man
mastered the creatures
down within
With tunnels leading
to every major ciy
his goal was
to win
But the Fantastic Four
would not have it this way
They would devise a plan
to seize the day
Johny Storm, the Human Torch
would blaze up and melt the soft earth
trapping the creatures in
where they could cause no more harm
But what became of the Mole Man...
He too is trapped!
Let's just hope that we
have seen the last of him!
Categories:
johny, anxiety,
Form: Free verse
What a beautiful fairy with a face like the sun
She winked at me and then left me to stun
I couldn't feel my breath, I felt none
I've been looking for my missing rib. I wish she was the one
Lost was I in an imagination of romance
How sweet it would be to kiss her at any chance
I felt her lips on mine as I held her in a dance
But she was so muscled that I groped in the dark askance
Yeah, as creamy and tempting it would seem
Hmm boy! It turned out, it was nothing but a dream
Because there was my brother, Johny Klein
hugging me tight with his face close to mine.
Categories:
johny, dream, fantasy, feelings, imagination,
Form: Epic
Play as you wish
There are no boundaries
Taste me eat me
I am your dish
Do as you wish
There are no boundaries...
Note.Johny Boy use me as a toy...
Categories:
johny, crush, football, games, hockey,
Form: Romanticism
Johny johny johny
Mat karyo anhoni
Neither this cricket
Nor you dhoni
Johny johny johny...
After failing to become a monk,
Grigori Yefimovich Rasputin became a wanderer.
Categories:
johny, atheist, black love, celebrity,
Form: Rhyme
Ode to Fanny
Her start in life was rather poor
with wastrel parents, ones to abhor
She avoided living in the gutter
Earning enough for her bread and butter
Her break in life came rather later
Before, bigamy and babies to underrate her
Her kids grew up in the care of another
She never took to being a mother
Her culinary skills proved rather good
She could write and critique on all kinds of food
Destined to star in sixties telly
She graced her shows in glitzy finery
Her zany persona was rather dippy
Her dress was ball gown and misplaced lippy
Shunning apron and hat that looked so drab
‘Cos cooking and baking should always look fab
The man she had met was rather fine
Ex army major, life was divine
They fronted shows as man and wife
Fanny and Johny, well matched and no strife
Her fame continued for rather a while
Overridden by others in different style
And gaffes too many, they booted her out
No telly shows, no gowns to flout
Her recipes of the past still rather great
She put pizza and prawn cocktail on our plate
She and Johny, always a couple
Poor but content to remain conjugal
Ooh rather!
Categories:
johny, tribute,
Form: Tail-rhyme
May this new year be an asset
To you in all aspects I state
With Junnu, Jaanu and Johny
May you have pleasures many
Being a lion on and off field
As usual you rock with shield
May every moment bring thee
Immense joy and wowsome glee
Happy birth anniversary to my friend
Who is the Lord with many blend..!!
Categories:
johny, angel, appreciation, art,
Form: Couplet
johny sooter our old friend,
was chasing witches once again,
in the night they fly around,
flying fast without a sound,
with his horse johny said,
ye old witches will soon be dead,
while he drinks spirits in the night,
he,s in for an offal fright,
the witches came, and chased him away,
garbed old neds little tail,
johnys hores galloped as fast as it can,
the witches chasing john with a wand in there hand,
to the bridge johny head,
over the water where he will be safe,
no witch can pass over water he thought,
he was wrong as they cross the doc,
poor wee john turned white hair,
never again will he chase nae mare,
to the pub johny ran,
says to rabbie about his first hand,
oor wee rabbie said thats right,
poor wee john, that got a fright,
rabbie said no witches there,
i gather johnys been on the beer,
john lay on the bar,
never again will john do that,
the witches are so strong and tuff,
john decides that,s enough,
from witches den they dance all night,
and laugh away at oor johns fright,,,
Categories:
johny, fear, flying, funny, halloween,
Form: Rhyme
I wish I had the guts to tell the neighbours how I feel
When little Johny's violin begins to scratch and squeal.
I know it's only early days but really even so
You'd think he would have learnt the skill of tightening the bow.
One day I thought I heard mosquitoes buzzing near my ear
But it was only little Johny getting into gear.
And first thing in the morning when he practises his scales
The will to live deserts me and my 'bon esprit' soon fails.
But as I am a coward I just put up with the din
And greet the neighbours sweetly when I'm putting out the bin!
Rhyme battle contest : Sponsored by: Juli- Michelle
08/11/18
It really gets me going poetry contest : sponsored by Kevin Shaw
Categories:
johny, anger, endurance, funny, music,
Form: Couplet
Quirky things that confound and confuse me,
Must include those remarks which bemuse me.
Though our language is reasoned at heart,
There are questions to ask of this art.
‘Bob’s your uncle’ – well, simply not true!
Mine are Jimmy and Johny and Hugh.
‘He’s all mouth and no trousers’ they say,
Yet he sports snazzy Chinos each day!
'No such thing as a free lunch', that's barmy!
Never heard of the Salvation Army?
And they claim that they 'see eye to eye',
But she’s short and he stands six foot high!
Yet I guess 'at the end of the day'
Speech delights in this wacky word-play.
Categories:
johny, confusion, word play,
Form: Rhyme
Humpty Dumpty poems wrote,
Whose words could never sound right.
Johny wrote songs,
Whose words could never dance.
Tried verse Ramrv,
Whose words could sense never carry.
Could never catch words right:
Tried, tried, tried.
Tired, tired, tired!
***
Compose on December 21, 2017.
for Fem Bogstaver (Danish) - Poetry Contest for Money, sponsored by Rhoda Tripp.
Categories:
johny, funny,
Form: Free verse
my
name
is
johny on the pony
hide and seek
red light green light
I closed my eyes
and counted one two three
ring ring alerio
I opened them
and everyone
and everything was gone
Categories:
johny, children, death, growing up,
Form: Free verse
With Christmas time coming
It's time to call Jack
Sears needs a Santa
to get the Families back
They look for his number
It's no where to be found
They look in all the drawers
Managers buzzing all around
Then almost like magic
Who walks through the door
Sure enough it's Jack
no need to search anymore
His boots are all shiney
His beard white as snow
He looks like Santa's twin
His eyes even glow
Retail season is saved
The people coming in today
Will get to see Santa Jack
And put gifts on Lay Away
The children all love him
They don't give him a break
Poor Santa Jack has to go
His knees start to shake
He drops little Johny
Jumps over some trees
Slipping on a present
He falls down on his knees
The real Santa's watching
Down in the North Pole
A special gift for Santa Jack
This year he won't get Coal
Perhaps a red new suit
with some non slip boots
No more nasty stains
When Santa Jack gets the toots
For Carol Eastman's Christmas Contest.
I think the kids will enjoy Santa Jack.
Dedicated to my friend Jack, a jolly old soul who's never lived at the North Pole.
Categories:
johny, funny, time,
Form: Rhyme
Killer Diller 1 2 3
Johnny Pump spraying on your feet
Skelly,s game played up and down the street
Lifting the Johny Pump water with an aluminum can
Oh So Sweet!
All these things were such a treat
Make growing up on 20th Street
in Astoria
Seem so complete
All topped off with a Mr. Softees treat
Categories:
johny, friendship, growing up, happiness,
Form: I do not know?
TWO JOHNY WALKERS ON THE HOUSE
LINE THEM UP IN FRONT OF ME
GIVE ME FOUR AND ONE FOR FREE
LET ME DROWN MY PAIN IN BLACK LABEL
BECAUSE I'D STOP CRYING IF I WAS ABLE
I ASKED THE BARKEEP TO TELL ME WHAT TIME HIS WATCH READ
HE TOLD ME AND I SAID THAT WOULD BE A COOL TIME FOR ME TO BECOME DEAD
THEN I MADE MY WAY TO THE BACK ROOM
WHERE BIG BRUCE MEANS LOSING MY MONEY AND BRINGING ON DOOM
POET
FOUR CATS SITTING WITH FIVE IN THEIR HAND
NO JUKE BOX, NO SINGER NOR THE BEAT OF A BAND
JUST THE SOUND OF CHIPS FALLING ON THE TABLE
AND I'D STOP CRYING IF I WAS ABLE
I CRY BECAUSE A MAN IN THE SUDAN DIED TODAY
I CRY BECAUSE A WOMAN WAS SODOMIZED IN A MOST HORRENDOUS WAY
I WEEP BECAUSE TO ME JOY IN THIS WORLD IS JUST A FABLE
AND I'D STOP MY TEARS IN IF I WAS ABLE
SO I BET A HUNDRED BUCKS BECAUSE I HAD THREE OF A KIND
HOLDING TRIPS BUT LOSING MY MIND
I WEEP BECAUSE THERE ARE PEOPLE WHO JUST CAN'T STAY FREE
SO LINE UP FIVE IN FRONT OF ME
(C) 2012......PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~
Categories:
johny, angst, me, cry, me,
Form: Quatrain
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