Beneath the stars, a glittery haze,
A cosmic queen in her celestial daze.
She told me, "Darling, can't you tell?
This is just your fabulous destiny, spelled!"
She pulled out cards, all shimmery and bright,
And whispered secrets, bathed in moonlit light.
"The stars align, the moon's a rosy hue,"
(I just wanted to find my favorite shoe!)
"The Darkside of Aquarius, honey, calls,
Prepare for shopping sprees and velvet falls!
Your spirit, sweetie, is quite entwined,"
(With a perfectly matched handbag I can't find!)
She spoke of eras, crushes, and such strife,
As I just hoped for a drama-free life.
"A spiritual and sparkly, fated art!"
(I'd rather scroll through TikTok, bless my heart!)
I checked my phone, a little sigh,
And caught a twinkle in her eye.
"You'll find your truth; you'll feel the glow!"
"Okay, but can we get some froyo, though?"
The prophecy, a grand design,
Turned out to be just a good time.
The Darkside of Aquarius? Pfft!
Just my bestie suggesting a spontaneous road trip!
Categories:
pfft, destiny, friend, friendship, spiritual,
Form: Light Verse
*Image of Nick Jonas by Giphy.
Myth
Psst hymns shyly sync shyly.
brr rhythm brr
oooo uuuu
tsktsk shh pfft
***Onomatopoeia
Title & Prose; consonants
Haiku; consonants-vowels-consonants
2020 July 11
Categories:
pfft, onomatopoeia,
Form: Haibun
See how the alcoholic wants his drink. He's got a black can of strong cider. He's in the queue behind me. I sense his agitation. He fidgets, moving from one foot to the other.
I must have my drink!
His eyes fixed upon the cashier and customers. I'm getting my shopping. I make the alkie wait. Feck him. When I've paid, it's his turn. I carry my bags and leave. He hurries past me, a spring in his step.
I hear a pfft as he opens his cider and drinks while still in the store. We leave the shop. He's with his friend. It's a one sided friendship. I watch him hurry happily away. Oldham's finest.
Fecking loser.
Categories:
pfft, anxiety, devotion, drink, sympathy,
Form: Verse
Oh God
I have to go to work today
I really can't be bothered,
I have to face that damn bright light
and bloody cold when I kick off the covers.
Urgh
My alarm's about to go off too
It's like I've only slept for half an hour,
When my foot touches the floor reality touches me
as I prepare to address the shower.
Pfft
Ok I'm wet but still not awake
and I've brushed my teeth and hair,
and the mere thought of driving makes me sick
just not quite sick enough to care.
Meh
Pulling my trousers over my shirt
made me lie back on the bed for a sec,
you know what, stuff it, off they come again
bugger it what the heck.
Bleurgh
Pick up the phone and call my boss
"I'm sorry but I will have to bail",
Some metaphor for illness soon begins
but my breath would tell the tale.
Aaaah
Falling back onto my bed naked, relieved and clean
a little guilty at my little slice of heaven,
I would have to admit I feel much better now
than I ever would at quarter to seven.
Zzzzz
Categories:
pfft, fun, funny, sleep,
Form: Light Verse
Andrea! Gosh darn it! May shame stir your stew!
All five are favorites (yes, even Ms. Loo),
To pick one or the other would make me feel blue,
And long’s been my summer where sorrows accrue.
So PFFFT! to this poem and PFFFT! to you!
10/8/16
Submitted (with all due respect) for: CB Contest #1
Categories:
pfft, friendship, giggle,
Form: Rhyme