Long Fuddy duddy Poems

Gazing down along the zealously
Monitored borders of well clipped
Evergreen Privet hedges.
Standing watchful guard over 
Divisions
Re-enforced by concrete posts and
Darkly stained, wooden, wavy-lap 
Fences;
Age-old neighbourly disputes, petty
Grudges and childish jealousies -
Ably demonstrated by various
Patchworks of shabbily...

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But a strange change happens
at early nightfall
in those stuffy rooms and halls
and it suddenly becomes clear
all was not as it seemed
old folks transformed
so cunning and keen
sparkling iridescent
playful, plucky, pleasant
flagrantly libertine!

Like children slowly scampering
out of bed...

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Lickety-split, I sit up and look at the clickety clock,
      oh my gosh, why am I lollygagging in this cozy bed;
I am going to be so late for dance class,...

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George Washington an Old Fuddy-Duddy?

By Elton Camp

What image of Washington comes to mind?
In with your money is the one you will find
Right there George is, on the one-dollar bill
And looking humorless, old and extremely ill

No...

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chill howls 
slit needles 
from firs
and steer whimsy puffs
to shade the moon
like accordion blinds

summer's last
dying gasps
just below the treeline

snippity 
snap dragon 
spits sparks
in the dark

doesn't threaten me
but don't want to be
run down by a grizzly...

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dang,
grandma    was a real hubba bubba-
killer-diller
khaki wacky   boycrazygirl

a spiffy    hot damn    hoofer

during the dark hours of WWII
and the devastation
followed with
unrestrainedjubibilation
beat me daddy eight to...

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One fine day, me, Molly Coddle and my Goombah Pa Pa,
      were sitting in The Cat In The Hat restaurant;
we gongoozled the men-you. " oh, I have collywobbles
  ...

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As time goes by

Sometimes when I sit here in my study
wondering what I can write about.
I think to myself, am I an old fuddy duddy?
Should I be up and about and out?
Then I think on...

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Just a day before this dotting
I woke up anew, fagged
Unto the toilet I beckoned
One, two, three, four,  . . .times
Flaccidity   ran all over me
I could not stand nor sit down 
On my...

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My Latest Current Events Poetry

Trump like Pinocchio lied and nose did protrude,
And many people it appeared he would delude;
Even we knew,
Scheme up brew;
With jaundiced eye witnesses and rivals viewed.

We wonder who next by Trump would...

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Comey and Martha Stuart Sentence

Comey had created  Martha Stuart sentence;
She would need to serve for her repentance;
Mentioned flowers,
Better than ours;
Harshly affected her supporters and tenants.

Jim Horn

Missing Other Poets

So where have you been?
Write more poems...

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Open plans' are the thing, they said.
Not for me, I said. 

You old fuddy duddy,
You have had your day, they said.

I like a bit of privacy, I said.
And I can't think straight with all that...

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Behind this four walls, 
I've seen my babies crawl, 
Underneath the wishful wells, 
I've watched my penny fall, 
Still I choose to stay, 
Isolated and far away, 

I've lived in hope of sunlight, 
But all...

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New Picture for Dollar Bill

By Elton Camp

There’s a movement underway
To make currency fit more today

Only a very long time ago
Did a woman’s picture show

Martha Washington was the one
Though but little by her was done

There’s one...

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Highly Demanded

When your yard with weeds is all full
And now you know it is time to pull
All of them up root after each root
So they won't reproduce or bare fruit.

One day myself did decide to...

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When I was born I looked so funny
So my parents decided to call me Fuddy Duddy.
Fuddy Duddy was my name and I was proud!
I looked so funny I stood out in the crowd.
Then I noticed...

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drag queens are exhilarating, exciting, expressive, enthusiastic
Their dexterous delightful minds discern society’s truths
There is an opulent mindset that allows extemporaneous joking
They are great at improvisation, their quips often impromptu.

They live in a world I can...

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Do you remember sewing me a shirt?
Even ironing my clothes and church skirt?
So much you have done for our family, sticking through thick and thin.
Even through your daughters' childbirths you provided maternal love and support,
...

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Eight Years Old

I’m eight years old, nearly nine
But I’ll never get there
There’s not enough time
I’m delinquent, a youth
Trapped in an old body
I’d still love a trainset
Though I am a fuddy duddy.
Clothes at Christmas, but
I feel...

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Once a fuddy-duddy frump
Weared a fulvous dress 
in a conference hall
Spoke like a gallicism-

                     ...

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Marguarite McGillicuddy

Marguarite McGillicuddy
Would not let 
her boots get muddy
No matter which boots 
She would wear
She’d cover them up
with a second pair
and if the mud
came to her knee
Marguarite 
Would put on three
And if the rain
began to...

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