Long Monotetra Poems
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Here's a great plan for you to follow
And to me this, doesn't ring hollow
If you want your skin, face to glow
And hair will grow,and hair will grow.
Start drinking lots of water each day
And eat lots of vegetables too.
Have plenty fresh fruits they all say.
Do this each day, do this each day.
These steps will be very good for you.
Begin exercise as well too.
Start something you would like to do.
A doctor see, a doctor see.
And make sure you get good-night sleep.
Relax your mind, don't let stress creep.
Strive for joy & great attitude keep.
Have fun don't weep, have fun don't weep.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2010
November, 13, 2014
This umbrella thing is not cool
I feel like such a silly fool
since I'm on my way to the pool
It's not a rule It's not a rule
It's purple satin edged with pearls
Cute when carried by little girls
but too fancy for us squirrels
Yes, it furls Yes, it furls
It doesn't work well with my shape
I might stay drier with a cape
when over my tail it would drape
Like a serape Like a serape
I like that you feed me and yet...
you cause me to worry and fret
I really don't mind getting wet
I'm not a pet I'm not a pet
I don't want to nag or complain
but let me scurry in the rain
A squirrel with an umbrella...
It's so insane It's so insane
Here's a great plan for you to follow
And to me this, doesn't ring hollow
If you want your skin, face to glow
And hair will grow,and hair will grow.
Start drinking lots of water each day
And eat lots of vegetables too.
Have plenty fresh fruits they all say.
Do this each day, do this each day.
These steps will be very good for you.
Begin exercise as well too.
Start something you would like to do.
A doctor see, a doctor see.
And make sure you get good-night sleep.
Relax your mind, don't let stress creep.
Strive for joy & great attitude keep.
Have fun don't weep, have fun don't weep.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2014
October,31,2014
A Monotetra
You may see a fluttering bee,
in the forest, or on a leaf,
of some sweet and gummy tree;
leave him be, leave him be.
Perhaps he’ll hum around a flower,
in some green and mossy bower;
that little bee has oh, such power;
leave him be, leave him be.
He may alight upon a clover,
on the nose of your dog, Rover,
truly he will fly all over;
leave him be, leave him be.
Bees produce some wondrous honey,
thrilling to palate and tummy,
ever so deliciously yummy;
leave him be, leave him be.
Fuzzy little wuzzy things,
make honey that’s mouth-watering,
with tiny little ambitious wings;
leave him be, leave him be.
Little hexagonal houses, where they live,
cone for chewing, sweet treats to give;
distribute pollen, like a sieve;
leave him be, leave him be.
Honey is the healthy food,
sweetener that doesn’t change the mood,
it even makes great glue;
a friend is bee, a friend is bee.
Monotetra
Fortunes arise ‘neath gypsy skies,
when that campfire smoke you espy,
come on by and get a surprise;
‘neath lunar light, ‘neath lunar light.
As moonlight creeps from cloudy shade,
happy notes resound in the glade,
dancer in finest threads displayed;
mystical maid, mystical maid.
She’ll read your fortune in the leaves,
by serving you delicious tea,
displaying gypsy artistry;
so psychic’s she, so psychic’s she.
She’ll scry a crystal ball for you,
peruse the tea leaves from your brew,
she’ll even read the Tarot too;
your fortune viewed, your fortune viewed.
10-12-2020
COMPLETELY YOUR CHOICE (25)any form any theme Poetry Contest
Brian Strand
~ Monotetra form ~
No man's eyes will ever conceive
the things another mind may weave
If this counsel you don't believe
You are naïve You are naïve
What lies behind a masked facade
is oft' unfit to praise and laud
Tread lightly when sipping pernod
Beware the fraud Beware the fraud
One cannot brush away with paint
the darkened soul that's ripe with taint
With deceivers do not acquaint
They ruse and feint They ruse and feint
From mesmeric masks turn away
Treacherous hearts tend to betray
A friend becomes a mocking jay
And you their prey And you their prey
You cannot lift the wicked veil
of the beast with forked tongue and tail
Though legions have tried to assail
To no avail To no avail
(Monotetra)
Time just arrives, and time just goes.
And leaves right under our noses.
Time is made of, all memories.
And it just flows, and it just flows.
There is no time for us to lose.
With time we can never presume.
Time bring us happiness or gloom.
And time resumes, and time resumes.
Time can be sad, time can be fun.
And fills hours right under the sun.
Without time nothing can be done.
And we can't run,and we can't run.
Time is yest'rday, time is today.
And time is here for you and me.
Accept it, there's nothing to do.
Time is to stay, time is to stay.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2010
June,16,2010
Form:
My cat sat on the window seat
Tail thumping with a rhythmic beat
Like a lioness stalking meat
A bird to eat A bird to eat
Oh, no you don't, my sweet kitty
That raven is much too gritty
You'd be hurt. Oh, what a pity!
You're too pretty You're too pretty
I'll give you a treat, if you wish
With the flavor of tuna fish
I'm certain you'll find it delish
It's in your dish It's in your dish
She ran, making her 'meow' sound
Straight for the kitchen, she was bound
With lightning speed of a greyhound
Her cat food downed Her cat food downed
I found her later, sound asleep
In peaceful dreams, she slept so deep
or she'd have heard the fledgling's "peep"
Of a bird's cheep Of a bird's cheep
August 8, 2022
Simile Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Hilo Poet
Monotetra Form
I'd worked on a canvas for hours
Wishing I had van Gogh's powers
to blend shades of floral bowers
Painting flowers painting flowers
I rearranged them in a vase
on a table cloth fringed in lace
and saw the mess in my loft space
"Look at this place! Look at this place!"
Splotches of blue, yellow and green
covered the floor across the scene
reds, pinks, and all hues in between
I have to clean! I have to clean!
I found a can of turpentine
and soaked my brushes in a stein
The scent stronger than oil of pine
I must recline I must recline
April 9, 2021
Monotetra Form
~He Had To Go~
(Monotetra)
He's gone and buried O, how sad
Facts are hidden,there's more to add
News of his death made world mad
This is so sad, this is so sad
There's no King of Pop now
Save he lives in our hearts we know
And his music forever will flow
He had to go, he had to go
Nothing can stop in heart the tears
He's at rest and has no more cares
The heart finds solace in prayers
Short were his years, short were his years
He's sleeping at peace while we cry
It is hard for us to say good-bye
Hearing his music makes me sigh
He just can't die, he just can't die.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2009
April.18.2016
~Authors Notes:
The monotetra is a poetry style created by Michael Walker.