When Paul Revere walks his dog Nettie
He looks for a spot for her to pee
As they stroll to the bay
With her leading the way
She will go ‘one’ by land and ‘two’ by sea
Categories:
nettie, animal, fun, history,
Form: Limerick
Silence of the night split open
Consternated by a clamorous crack
Nettie stared at the paper
Took out an eraser
Evening’s still quiet was horrified
By the fortissimo of thunder
No good.
She began anew
One day there was a rain cloud.
Categories:
nettie, writing,
Form: Free verse
I once met a fat lady called Nettie
She ate plate after plate of spaghetti
Her face looked a real mess
Pasta splashed on her dress
She reminded me of a huge yeti
04~13~17
Categories:
nettie, body, food, humorous,
Form: Limerick
A poem in honor of my blog. Have fun, everybody! Place tongue firmly in cheek.
They'res a buoy at the window
Smiling inn at me
But eye don't really no hymn
Wait—he's Nettie's boy, that's he!
He's got a creepy effect
And wholes all in his genes
His pants are held up by a chord
A very pore lad he seams.
Ewe be witness to this boy
A buoy who has no wright
To bee laying their upon my sill
A disgraceful aweful site.
Sew Nettie, you come get hymn
And take him back to home
The afternoon is a-waisting
So come and get him, come.
Categories:
nettie, humor, language, parody, word
Form: Verse
Well if it isn’t the Italian Princess herself! I just KNEW we’d finally meet. It must be our:
Karma,
Charma
(Whatcha say we…Ow! Look, you left a mark)
I swear to GOD I haven’t been drinking Deb! It’s YOU that’s making me all:
Woozy,
Guzzi
(Hold me up whouldja cher? Ohh yeah)
Wow, I’m trippin’ out Ortello! It’s like FAR OUT to rap with you man and those threads are like:
Groovin’
Ruben
(I’m an old hippie, what did you expect?)
Well look who’s here! Andrea, the sonnet queen herself! What you drinkin girl? How bout some:
Brandy,
Andie?
(Or maybe some ‘Southern Comfort?’ Ouch! You too?)
OH-MY-GOD, its Ms. Claudon-I-I-mean ONCLAUD (gulp) you’re getting me all:
Sweaty,
Nettie!
(Here, check my pulse)
C’mon Ms. Richards! Let’s take a walk and have a nice long talk about poetry…Why do you:
Tarry,
Carrie?
(I KNOW you’re busy but I’m SO lonely)
The Flower of the East! May I have this dance? Whew! Lordy me...Do I detect the sweet aroma of:
Jasmine,
Yasmin?
(This was SUPPOSED to be for your contest but I footled around and didn’t read the footling RULES)
Categories:
nettie, poets,
Form: Footle
I "was without" soup a year ago because I belonged to another on line poetry site and they were none to nice to me.
Criticism ran rampant no matter what was written and without my asking for their opinions, I was bombed with them! I always felt like an outsider and it seemed that those who were throwing out insults were each vying for the number one spot on that site, though I never knew what it was.
I then deleted all my poetry and after searching frantically I finally found "Soup." I was elated to become a paying member, at first, thinking "maybe" I would be treated better. I was actually shocked when I read the administrators rules, "You must speak respectfully and insulting another member is NOT ALLOWED and WILL NOT be tolerated."
Next I was greeted by Linda the Sweetheart of Poetry Soup who was kind and paid me a compliment and then next came Carolyn Devonshire, Dr Ram, Nettie Onclaud, VeeBdosa, Carol Brown,Sami Helbaoui and so many others who gave me "hope" with their warm welcomes.
So thanks "Soupers" it feels good to feel good!
Categories:
nettie, life, me, poetry,
Form: Free verse