"Show and tell suggestions the opposite, that sometimes their way doesn’t work." Quote by poet
Mimsy Loved to Mimic
Mimsy so pretty
Loved her little kitty
So very bitty
Mimsy so very witty
Followed and tried to mimic
Her little kitty
Mimsy played with its toys
That made lots of noise
Kitty moved with enormous poise
Mimsy’s mommy gave kitty
A bowl of milk
Mimsy wanted a bowl of milk
Kitty lapping its milk
Mimsy on all fours with milk
On her face tried lapping the milk
Not a drop in her tummy and a blank
Face, Mimsy frustrated and thirst, sank
Shrank her shoulders, picked the bowl up and drank.
9/10/2024
Categories:
mimsy, cat, nursery rhyme,
Form: Rhyme
Schnauzer In Wonderland
Down a hole tumbles my dear schnauzer Sean
Chasing White Rabbit, oh no, you’re gone!
Now the kind Chesire Cat
Unrolls a welcome mat
As my friend joins a wonderous egg hunt at dawn
All mimsy are the borogroves, Sean howls out with joy
The guest of honor’s loved by every girl and boy
Eggs aglow, a heavenly hue
Every schnauzer’s dream come true!
I miss you pooch but have a good life and enjoy
Categories:
mimsy, dog, easter, humor,
Form: Limerick
Mimsy began life in the circus as a clown.
Starting her days with a painted frown.
It was her normal, and she liked it. It suited her fine.
Ringmaster appointed her to be a ballerina named Clementine.
Mimsy was now a ballerina, and she felt weird in the tights.
She did not like wearing a tutu, the fame or the spotlights.
She wore her clown sad face to remind her of a better time.
Before the ringmaster made her a ballerina named Clementine.
Categories:
mimsy, women,
Form: Rhyme
Folderol and balderdash,
nonsensical, sweet whimsy.
Musical, so airily,
she prances round the elm tree.
Mimsy do, in flimsy blue
with bells upon her head, ho!
Where she goes, I do not know,
exquisite, never chintzy.
A woodland sprite, her face alight,
she coyly beckons fireflies.
Off into the dark, they go,
playing out a dance mid-flight.
Mirthfully, her friends in tow,
she’s chasing moonbeams in the night.
Categories:
mimsy, fantasy,
Form: Rhyme
Mimsy, do kick off those shoes
and traipse among the ivy.
Dance away my moody blues,
so lyrical and lively.
Say adieu to noonday sun
from underneath a shady tree.
Do not tarry, darling, run
and plant those luscious lips on me.
Categories:
mimsy, kiss,
Form: Rhyme
He said that it was brillig, but what did that word mean
And slithy is a word that I had never seen
If you gyre and gimble, what do you really do
I guess when in the wabe, you seek the meaning too.
Lewis was a master of words that were not real
He made you fear the Jubjub, and he made you feel
Like your very being, is a door without a latch
It takes bravery to shun the frumious bandersnatch.
We attack the world of words with a vorpal sword in hand
Verses, like the Tumtum tree, sprouting in the sand
And structure with rhyming can be a manxome foe
Whiffling and burbling, the flaming words will go.
Choosing careful phrases can bring a frabjous day
And poems not dead, like borogoves, find their mimsy way
While galumphing through the tulgey lines with uffish chortled joy
It makes me through and through a whiffling beamish boy
So Lewis paints a picture with unreal words so clear
The Jabberwock seems so real and something we should fear
Poetry is the art of words, with phrasing, tales and fun
Proceed carefully, and beware the Jabberwock my son.
Categories:
mimsy, poetry, tribute, word play,
Form: Rhyme
Caress the aching tears of 'morrows
it rains in regret's remembrances,
sustained of sand-like grit 'tween frothy
mimsy and mayhem endeavoring to
rise above the fray within prayer's favor mid
escaped disconcertion of seeping hourglass sand,
weeping 'neath copious cloudbursts
Categories:
mimsy, absence, analogy, cry, death,
Form: Elegy