M-ap
I-nstructs
C-limbers
H-ow
E-ach
L-ine
L-eads
E-levations,
R-evealing
A-ltitudes
M-apped
O-ut
S-trategically
©bfa061525
Monocrostic (Birthday of Michelle C. Ramos)
Categories:
limbers, birthday,
Form: Other
It Flickers and Jumps..
With all the dreams of Triumphs..
The Electron of Compassion, with all of its serenity..
When the heart discern it's Creator gazing at its masterpiece of rarity..
Through the magic in the sky..
It Flickers..like the northern lights..flaring.. shining.. collapsing.. and Rising high..
Like the intoxicating love..never to Evanesce
This..tiny little electron of compassion..
Substantiating into Aurora..
It Flickers and Jumps..
With all the dreams of Triumphs...
For to blend in its Creator..it limbers
Categories:
limbers, allegory, analogy, appreciation, emotions,
Form: Free verse
The artist sketches, draws or paints;
The chef cooks up a storm.
The singer practices the scales,
Preparing to perform.
The dancer limbers up and moves
According to the beat.
The athlete hits the gym so he
Is ready to compete.
The actor memorizes lines
‘Til he knows every word.
The barkeep makes martinis,
Sometimes shaken, sometimes stirred.
The politician plans his speech;
The teacher grades a test.
The stripper bumps and grinds until
She’s practically undressed.
We all do what we’ve gotta do
To feed our appetite;
And some of us, including me,
Get sated when we write.
Categories:
limbers, on writing and words,
Form: Rhyme
sunrise rushes eyes
taut from night of sleepy dreams…
clumsy fingers pry
hard floor limbers feet
stiff from immobility…
quick run to bathroom
java perks real strong
black as the ebony night…
cold bran cereal
movement is real slow
old feet and knees start to ache…
tenacious treadmill
eyelids wide open
embracing daily house chores…
anticipating
Copyright © 2011 By Caryl S. Muzzey
August 24, 2011
Eighth Place Winner ~ "Morning, noon, or night senryus” Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: France Roberts
Sept. 20, 2011
Categories:
limbers, life, night,
Form: Senryu
Fingers flying, forming fiction,
transcribing, typing diction.
Always in a mighty hurry,
No mistakes, just more worry.
I will, I wont, no time to wonder,
right or wrong cannot stop to ponder.
Kill them, sock them, pound harder.
Fingers to the bone, finger martyr.
Wish I may wish I might
type a nursery rhyme at home tonight.
Soup baby needs attention
Contests going, too much to mention.
What to do if I get a virus.
Finger scribe with a stylus?
Always something more is coming.
Overhead black cloud is looming.
Asleep, instead of restful slumber.
Count I my finger giganumber.
All night long instead of sheep
Ruin my REM, don’t get my sleep
Up at dawn no time to linger
Finger flexing limbers finger
In my car continue workout
For flaunting finger flying clout.
© Jun 02 2010 For Linda’s “Finger Frenzy” contest
Categories:
limbers, funnytime,
Form: Rhyme