Don't destroy the jug
That gives you water before
unused, give a hug.
Categories:
jug, character, meaningful, truth, vanity,
Form: Haiku
One made of Bonn china, somehow, gets a great attraction,
In steel and glass and plastic and bronze... lo, how many forms!
There's a creative artistic beauty in each faction,
Indeed, the craftsmen, in mind and heart, have their unique norms...!
I had one made of glass, in sky blue, a few years ago,
I had saved it like an antique valuable for long;
One day, lo, an absent-minded carelessness I did show,
I dropped it and broke; how long had I regretted my wrong...!
Jugs I have, now, a few in brass, steel, and Bonn china,
I consider them precious and see to their protection;
Yet, when I hold any of these a thought like angina,
Enters my heart and digs out my old buried dejection...!
As Images of God, humans continue the creation,
A jug too, like other gifts, can bring inner elation...!!!
Categories:
jug, creation, life,
Form: Sonnet
Not every hugh is huge
Five special minutes with Horace Hugh
And what I picked from the short stay huge:
Not all the blokes who bear Hugh are huge,
Sometimes the name like a subterfuge.
Under Hugh the little takes refuge
And neatly starts to act like a stooge:
Political rivals link with some drug:
The making of an Election Thug!
One can guess Horace Hugh is not huge
But could you believe his house is huge
While he sleeps elsewhere deemed a refuge,
The police dogs there a subterfuge?
Just imagine it: a house of rug
And used cups in it a kings jug.
Categories:
jug, analogy, appreciation, birth, nature,
Form: Rhyme
I know who could have your grave dug,
Your life stop with a reserved slug
Just for bearing a water jug
And treading on his Persian rug...
Not that jug's content you had spilled
But you have his trust in you killed
In his heart carved a wound not healed
Of the things he'd seek: Battlefield!
The chap who could seize someone's mug
And let it a great deal him bug
That one couldn't off the idea shrug...
What a Persian Rug protector,
Self helping with Lie Detector.
Categories:
jug, allusion, character,
Form: Rhyme
No.75 -makes me think that a whole chapter of Frankenstein is missing
where he made a dog from a spare foot
No.76 - looks like a fart travelling backwards
No. 77 - i think he can see the edge of his other eye round the back of his head
No. 78 - sounds like a vacuum cleaner on a ventilator machine
No.79 - looks like he was running for a bus that stopped too quick
Categories:
jug, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Jug
Half full
Of my love
Here tomorrow
Full
Categories:
jug, love hurts,
Form: Lanterne
If you are on many roads throughout New Jersey,
you will see something of a peculiarity.
These are things many out-of-state drivers fail to see.
If there are any left turns motorists have to make,
a jug handle turn to the right they have to take.
Some persons behind the wheel still try to make a left turn.
These are the dummies most people would like to burn.
Accidents and delays are caused by these fools.
Have every one of them attend driving schools.
Categories:
jug, travel,
Form: Rhyme
Pottery jugs big and small
Flowers in abundance one and all.
Sometimes roses, lillies too,
Daisies white with a yellow hue
Birthdays weddings, anniversaries too
out comes the gug both bright and blue
To house the flowers sent by you.
Categories:
jug, anniversary, happiness, life,
Form: Light Verse
I stare at the milk jug and it makes me think of a lovely morning
The jug you made looks so good and so soul warming
I know it's just a simple ordinary everyday thing
But when I look at it, it gives me an unexplainable feeling
It makes me think of warm sunshine on my skin
Bringing a glow to my soul a warm feeling from within
Makes me think that a new life for us will begin
And that the love we have that is as pure as milk will win
Staring at the jug I get a craving to ask for a mug
Shout fill 'er up with milk, it's natures healing drug
And then give the lovely artist a great big loving hug
She deserves it for creating this wonderful milk jug
Categories:
jug, art, love, me, me,
Form: Rhyme
When my jug is full
And over flowing
You are always around
But when my jug is empty
You are nowhere to be found
My jug is empty
Categories:
jug, lost love, passion, sad,
Form: I do not know?