partying
back in the day
meant graduation, birthday, wedding
or Tupperware
today
I think partying means drinking
a bonfire
it seems to be more common now
no more Tupperware parties though
Harley dressed in elegant tuxedo.
Always in the mood for playful cuddles.
Prefers to lounge at home.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
I raise my glass against the creeping night,
And laugh at shadows clawing at my flame;
Let death come slow or fast-I hold my light.
For what is life if lived without a claim
To fire, music, madness, reckless cheer?
A sober world is sober than it's shame
So let the cautious tremble, clutching fear;
I'll dance where fear runs red as mortal blood,
And drown the ticking silence in jeer.
Let saints preach duty, labour, sweat, and mud-
Their sermons wilt beneath the club's loud roar;
I choose the storm,the glitter and the flood.
Though bones may crack and lungs may breathe no more,
My name will rise from every emptied cup-
A toast to nights that burned my spirits raw.
And when the final reckoning adds up,
Let death itself bow down before my spree;
I lived unchained, and never once looked up
I be talking crazy when I’m off the yoppas.
But she love how I talk crazy off the yoppas.
I didn’t really want her but you know I got her.
Filled her script like I was a doctor.
Keep the tool with me, but, you I got them hitters on me.
Keeps me in the zone. I don’t really wanna hurt nobody.
Aye I up the burner, catch a body, then I take his hottie.
A bad boy. Yea, I’m feeling like I’m mister Lawry.
I got that splash in my swag.
Cleaner than a jag speeding down the freeway about 160 on the dash.
Shorty got that class and she ratchet I’m on her fast.
Ima Slytherin her and I'll put lil mama in a trance.
Something like a snake. I’m so smooth when I hit my dance.
All she did was glance, then her hands Slytherin my pants.
One look at the doc, and she's quick to wanna leave her man.
No explanation you already understand.
At Blitzen’s Christmas Dances Everyone Fields Glances
However, It Just Keeps Lecherous Men’s Nuances
Out Pacing Quietly Reserved Shy Things
Until Vodka Wields Xmas Yuletide Zings
6 November 2021
For Contest: Alphabet Soup
Sponsor: William Kekaula
Born in nineteen forty four
We met when I was sweet sixteen
We found true love forevermore
My precious love ~ my soulmate
Spending our whole life together
With precious son ~ our only one
Then creeping like inclement weather
The Big C came it knew your name
You were so strong you were so brave
You fought just like a warrior
But in the end the evil stayed
It drained you and it claimed you
When on that day you went away
December two thousand and eight
My heart it almost broke in two
Life alone ~ no life without you
Born today St Patrick's Day
You will be seventy seven
And I am sure behind that door
They’ll be partying in heaven
I raise a glass of your favourite red
Chateauneuf du Pape
Thank you for your endless love
My darling
My soulmate
My sweetest chap
Written 17th March 2021
Happy Birthday to my dear husband Frank who left this world too soon...
Contest All Yours (Mar 17)
Sponsor Brian Strand
FIRST PLACE
Contest Name A Poem to your spouse on his-her birthday.
Sponsor Funom Makama
Not a mythical creature,
or the patriarch of a lewd, cartoon family,
you are my roommate.
Well, one of them,
and you have been for two years now.
Superhero posters make your room your own.
Perhaps you’re concealing a secret identity
when you refuse to hang out with us;
on late night drives,
lunch or dinner,
all we do is make awkward small talk.
And you’re the only one
to keep his door locked.
Your girlfriend never comes around anymore,
you’re always at her place,
though, we don’t mind.
Sometimes it’s hard to tell where you are.
Perhaps you’re a murderer,
waiting for us to leave
so you can indulge in violent ceremony.
Whatever you’re into.
In the words of Jerry Garcia,
I implore you,
“Please don’t murder me.”
High heels
Toe peels
One Footle for Judy Konos
Zelene Desha
July 8, 2015
Drinking is a frivolous joy
Much to feel as though you were a young boy
Having fun dancing with a girl
Now don't forget the most important part, which is not to hurl!
The nation that rules with authority
Of the people and by the people-see
Needs fewer rules and laws
Since we are ruled by bills
Set by a few good men, change the polarity!!
**Inspired by John Freeman's contest-limerick on the subject of congress setting
rules they don't follow.
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