Long Sprat Poems

J.J. sat quietly in the library,
Thumbing through a stack of books, looking quite contrary—
Jack Be Nimble, Jack Sprat, Little Jack Horner, and Jack and Jill,
Sifting through, trying not to make noise and sitting still.
Her shoulders...

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*Aphorisms/ Idiomatic expressions*
(Short, pithy, instructive sayings passed down through the years)
Composed: by Tom Wright
7/12/2018

The man who coined the aphorism “Seize the Day”
Didn’t always mean “The Ends Justify the Means” but may.
Many have said “Rules Were...

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Hickory Dickory Dock, the mouse,
Ran up the clock,
But the crooked little man
In his crooked little house,
Who caught this crooked mouse
After Humpty Dumpty's fall,
Could not prevent the coming
Down of baby, cradle and all!
Now old Mother Hubbard,
Checked...

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Brenda Chim Chim Cherie;
Chimney happy as can be.

While my many poems I am compiling, 
What you should be doing is smiling; 
Mind with load,
Can corrode;
Others may be fooling and beguiling.

Fatality A Reality

Last second was ...

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Jack Sprat and wife Mary, lived in a glory of lemony, chiffon days;
Like maroon birds keep on singing, until the sunset, orange phase.

They were comfy and happy, like a picnic in lavish, emerald grass;
And had...

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For P.D's "Going Haiku Crazy" Contest

 
How Many?

going to St. Ives
met folks on that smelly bus
more than I could count

Just Sleep Walking?

Wee Willy Winky
caught outside a boy’s window
in a night garment

Got Wool?

naked in the lane
three...

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HEY DIDDLE, why the Cat and the fiddle
And the Cow that jumped over the moon? 
Why they're all here in Nursery Rhyme land
At the wedding of the Dish and the Spoon.
The Little Dog is happy,The...

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A long spine of asphalt, sizzling black
The macka back cart rumbling
On the morning nerve, herring sprat
Is high life some days in this place
Across the street the bakery
Up the street the parrot teaching me to curse
The...

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I've got a dish of killifish
I wish to eat that silly fish
Baked, or fried in peanut oil
Roasted, dried, or let to boil.

Make me a star-gazy pie
Take me to the Catfish Fry
Lead me to the China...

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Jack, Jack, Jack and jack, what about me, my name is Jill
I’m only mentioned once, when we climbed up the hill ,
Then Jack fell, and broke his crown, I was filled with dread,
So tumbled after...

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Is the logic of a lioness the same as a dogfish? Or a display in a shop window of pretty pink kittens? Very definite is a definition of derived detail. Oh look over there. Quickly....

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Timothy Dimwit


Timothy Dimwit would not go to school
And all of his mates considered that cool
But Timothy Dimwit was never in school
And as a result he knew nothing at all

Timothy Dimwit couldn't spell bat
He couldn't spell...

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One day a little boy 
the price he had to pay
Lost his toy
To a bully  by the way

Running home in tear and fear
He thought nobody really care
In and straight upon the bed
The little lad...

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Not quite as thin and nimble being middle-aged,
Jack entered the Ironman contest feeling brave,
trying to jump over the candlestick,
he fell into it doing a split,
with his privates requiring a little first aid,

Then he had to...

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A spider drank cider and was legless at breakfast 
Now this placid arachnid with a shoddy wee body
Asked weevils so evil if they each had a needle
Could they just for a joke smoke while they...

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It was way after eight, at the Cat in the Hat.
    The whole plaice was swimming, quoth the mackrel to sprat.
    Though the milk was upset, she still stifled...

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It was a good morning until Jack and Jill went up the hill.
It was a good morning until we got the call that Humpty Dumpty sat upon the wall.
It was a good morning until Little...

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William Spencer Montague Sprat
(why on earth they called him that)
lived a life of luxury
suited to autocracy.

T'was true that Lady Sprat his mum
with a true Lord had had her fun
and bore  a son of noble...

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I once read a poem. It’s style was different than mine.  Then I thought.  Won’t it be nice to write about jacarandas & marigolds.  Spices and all that taste nice.  I...

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Mary had a little lamp,
Its bulb would nightly glow.
It cast a white, but gentle light,
So her pimples wouldn't show.

Little Jack Horner tried to warn her,
But she told him to go away.
Left feeling glum, he drank...

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River crab , river crab,why do you not sleep?

I have opened my eyes to see the big and the small.
The mackerel that only sees the small sprat
And not the big shadow it casts on the...

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As morning take on another day of sophistication it dawn on me,

You are on my mind today oh how love is kind to day,

Words without meaning sound with out sight oh it you,

If love was...

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Some folks like their food real spicy;
Others lean towards bland.
Oftentimes the piquancy
Is not what you had planned.

There are those who favor bitter;
Many savor sweet.
Recipes that call for both
Are where the twain shall meet.

Certain people would...

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Did you read about me going up a hill,
that was with Jack not with Bill.
Guess you know my drill,
"Jack and Jill" sure had a big thrill.

My dear friend "Little Jack Horner," 
loved sitting in the...

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Are you searching for a dragon, oh wee one on the sand,


          In amidst those grainy details that sparkle in your hand -


   ...

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