Mister TuscrewWagontail
0005 Ole Ledgars Avenue
GnawBife, fromThere
20005
Hurri Hurri Wheygain
0005 Three plate Minium Plate
Corner of FifthWheel Lane
Vine Chore Lane Garnishwhey
00005
I'm not in a decision making position
in my relationship.
I need to refer to my wife
before I
make this contract
binding.
If you wish to contact me,
I will be at your disposal in two days.
That's when my wife will be home.
We can arrange a video call.
Thank you
Thank You
Hurri Hurri Wheygain
Postscript
the Understudy is a punk. You should be wise to tell him so!
Pretty little princess
in bows and pink sundress
gifts and presents wondrous
year old today
Ribbons, sashes, ruffles
on floor crawls and shuffles
loud laughter and snuffles
childlike display
Mom and dad are so-so
lives changed a year ago
turned their whole world wacko
baby array
Parents hug each other
promise are still lovers
with a year now over
need time away
Grandparents blow kisses
friends and others wishes
party favor glitches
happy birthday
April 14, 2018
*Violette Poem Contest
By Mick Talbot
Second Place
*Violette is stanzaic, rhymed, unlimited quatrains, (in this contest minium 5), in the aaaB cccB and so on, feminine rhyming scheme. B is a linking rhyme from stanza to stanza.
Syllables, 6,6,6,4, per line.
F- Flight of ones senses, delight with a name.
R- Religion without fences, carry on from day to day.
E- Earthquakes from desires, caught with-in natures way.
E- Equipped is which it came.
D- Destiny and fate with it that they came.
O- Oppression to a minium, jumping for the cake.
M- Many men and families striving for it's name.
Freedom isn't a option in a lot of parts of the world.
Ruth Courtney
He grew tired of me
...late nights...watching...him sleep
wondering...what could I do to change...
be a better woman for him...clothes...body
...hair...sensuality...personality...
a huge list for such minium time...
the time I think we have left... to be with each other
...but there he sleeps...breathing in and out
......once before...we had the same rest pattern....
resting at the same time...bodies matching one another...in unison
fighting so loud.... even when he's sleep, I still hear the volume of such words....
Can he feel my tears cascading down his lower back....the more I cry..
maybe?.... he'll understand the sorrow of the salt, from which they come from...
My darling..love me....like I love you...I'm sorry it's not strong enough... but then
again .... neither am I... I--
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