Newfangled technology's not for her.
Does it have more than one button?
Yes... she won't want it!
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
Natural
Normally we should have
Non discriminating tastes but
Neuropsychiatrists have proven that our
Nasopharynx has evolved tastebuds and our
Noses odor receptors which can provide a
Natural defense against
Nano toxins and allow for
Nonbelligerent molecules to enter our bodies. One would think this would be
Newsworthy and a scientific article would be written for the magazine
Nature because it is
Nondenominational in its scientific approach and is
Neutral in its reporting. But this
Newfangled idea will have
No appeal to the
Nonreader and those who
Need to read this article will
Not get the chance to read this important information as it will considered
Nonessential.
Sea Glass
From Mother Nature’s jewel box
She gives us and
She reciprocates …
Over the sands of time She forms and fashions troves of jewels
Refuse, shards of glass litter discarded and strewn
Sanded and polished by briny waves magically glazed frosty verglas
Trading trash and abuse with gifts
Sea glass gems washed ashore
Stones resembling emeralds, amethyst, ruby’s,
turquoise crystals displayed on the soft carpeted shores
Wishes to have seen this newfangled beauty
She once gifted us exquisitely
A rare sight as less litter evinces Her gifts scarce
I wonder was She by us coerced?
Ample reasons for us to quit littering
if not, there are more
Where are the magpies?
Where the ruined cathedrals
where are the birds
that once made their homes
in the hollow heads of saints?
Here all dwell in the new or the old
the days between are bulldozed,
the waste rubble resold.
Crowds seek out boarded-up exits
other crowds construct entrances
for new homes
that when assembled resemble all other's.
I need a hill to howl upon.
The land is flat, even the water is flat.
Mountains are small or not at all.
Yet there are midnight Magpies,
there are crows cawing in woodland churches.
Mythical back-eyed catbirds roam
from home to home. Many places are
not condemned to the newfangled
and yet still unoriginal.
Some magpie nests and appear almost near,
just under the eaves of a middling nowhere.
If I must run for my life, I’m a dead duck
These old worn-out hips will give out quick
Time came when my arthritis was undeniable
When I walk now, I hear my knees click.
I’m thinking I should consider replacements
Those newfangled techniques are superb,
I saw an old lady with brand new hip joints
Kick an unwitting purse snatcher to the curb.
Written September 4, 2022
Here lies her pappy.
He got one of those
Newfangled machines;
Got hung by the hose.
Cardio-Rehab is an exceptionally good thing to do
I keep up with machines better than walking with you
With the newfangled treadmills I can see the world
While I am getting nowhere fast, my sails unfurled,
Yesterday, I walked a gorgeous park in old Indonesia
Finished, I thought they should give me anesthesia,
For I was completely tuckered out and needed a nap
My blood pressure told them to give me another lap.
I so enjoy the camaraderie of the old fellows like me,
Who are exercising together instead of taking tea,
If I had equipment at home, I’d likely not touch it
It’s always so relaxing to grab a good book and sit,
But now, I look forward to our gang at the center
Working the machines until I’m forced to surrender!
Written August 1, 2022
I abhor those newfangled air driers
which blast your hands with hot air
It’s paper towels that this gal requires
but there's none - shucks life just isn’t fair!
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I’m falling, falling for you, entangled
in your crisp and shapeliness, newfangled
light and heaviness. Underneath I hide
the quiver of my chin, where smiles reside.
Innocence plays upon my lips, cerise,
the color of the maple, of Maurice —
you see i try to please all of my friends,
too many to count, to many attend.
I used to climb each limb - each branch and lean
into the lemonshine, the ground unseen.
The scent of caramel, burnt sugar, spice.
Nay - likely ice-cold rain and paradise.
The frond is gone, the hoar frost near of heart.
The soar, light whip of float - the eye in part
travels with wind and scent. The boa wrap,
variegated color — I take a nap.
Snow-white bungalow - an arctic igloo.
I must be rescued - ash soot up the flue.
Serendipity through the heap.
I’d been dreaming - up through the leaves I leap.
8/3/2021
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Nature is whispering for me to come,
to meander in a forest- green hued;
and rest beside a gentle rippling stream,
then, lay among wild flowers in a field.
as butterflies float and my soul is healed,
and grief is washed away in a sunbeam;
soon, vine tangled winding trails still my mood,
and to the peaceful bird songs- I succumb.
Ducks and ducklings float in mossy pond scum,
as I watch them eat for an interlude;
oh, my view is a painting color-scheme,
and in nature all my pain is unsealed.
For it is in God's beauty I let go,
beneath a beautiful weeping willow;
I throw away all my sorrow and woe,
and because of nature- I can now grow.
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June 23, 2021
Poetry/Sonnet/A Newfangled Sonnet
Copyright Protected, ID 06-1366-334-23
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France
A Newfangled Sonnet- abcddcbaabcd eeee- 10 syllable lines
Written for the Premier contest, Contemporary Sonnet
sponsor, Charlotte Puddifoot, Judged 08/25/2021
Sixth Place
Tendrils of absolute enthusiasm
Ooze out of Chase, our new eager recruit.
Let me get your coffee, he says to McFhazm.
The hardest guy to impress, the first one to shoot.
You and your newfangled ideas down, we all held our breath.
Too bad for you now, warns our other intern, Young Seth.
We thought Chase was crazy, and would get rebuked away.
But instead, McFhazm made him a V.P. by the end of the day.
My friends took me down to Broadway
To watch a newfangled ballet
T'was called the Buttcracker
And not the Nutcracker
The title was apt I can say
Some dancers were dressed in tutus
Bulges in their tights gave us clues
All the dancers were male
My friends face turned quite pale
Next time we should read the reviews!
02/08/21
Luna Mutt Natalie’s Puppy
Little Luna licked a lot of lamb lollipops.
A lot of lamb lollipops little Luna licked.
If little Luna licked a lot of lamb lollipops,
Where’s the lot of lamb lollipops little Luna licked?
Mama’s mutt makes many melodic muffled musings.
Many melodic muffled musings mama’s mutt makes.
If mama’s mutt makes many melodic muffled musings,
What are the many muffled musings mama’s mutt makes?
Natalie’s nipper nudges newfangled novelties.
Newfangled novelties Natalie’s nipper nudges.
If Natalie’s nipper nudges newfangled novelties,
Where’s the newfangled novelties Natalie’s nipper nudges?
Playful puppy perched on a purple platform.
On a purple platform playful puppy perched.
If playful puppy perched on a purple platform,
Where’s the purple platform playful puppy perched on?
I love a poem that I can understand,
not tangled threads(obscurity’s dark web),
but glove of silk that slides off Poet’s hand.
Newfangled poetry can have an ebb;
its words can from the shoreline of my mind
recede into their author’s murky sea.
Like birds on splendid wing, the poems the kind
I need are those which sing with clarity!
To soar, a verse best-written is sublime.
To such as this I’m drawn, so I essay
to pour my thoughts on paper, adding rhyme;
then touch them up, succinct in what I say.
How strange I sometimes hours might take to write
a mere fourteen-line sonnet that is trite!
Jan. 23, 2021
for Charlotte Puddifoot's the 'Open Poetry 1' Poetry Contest
Newfangled wonderful ideas are swirling, twirling in my head,
elysian thoughts of total bliss and tranquility comfort me, and I am,
winding up to begin a new me, oh yes, I am on the threshold !
Blast off is imminent, a new me is opening like a red rose, I have
everything to gain_ time to put things into action. I have a plan !
Getting organized is part of the joy and fun, because
inside me there is a fire burning, and I am ready with a
new purpose and my motivation is at an all time high !
Nothing, nothing can stop my new beginning born from pondering
in isolation- I have found the new me (no, not new!) just lost.
Now, is the time for this girl to shine bright like a star !
Getting my plans in order- it begins with a first step, one- two- three,
setting in motion TODAY, but if I fail- will begin again, then, again !
_________________
January 23, 2021
Poetry/Acrostic/New Beginnings
Copyright Protected, ID 01-1323-264-23
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France
Written for the Standard contest, New Beginnings
sponsor, John Hamilton, Judged 02/05/2021
Third Place
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