Crisp apple fragrance
cheers a ripe sunny morning ~
Pippins nip the air
~
A family gathers
under the autumn sunshine
picking the bounty
Ladders rest against the trunks
A picnic waits under trees
~
Children giggle while
russet leaves whirl merrily~
God's eyes are smiling
For "Harvest of Happiness" Contest
Categories:
pippins, family, happinessautumn, giggle,
Form: Haiku
I seem to have been blessed with luck this past St. Patrick’s Day. I bought a (green)
Honda accord. The bruise on my eye has now changed from black to green; and I drank so
much booze I may have ruptured my spleen. My girl had a headache so we passed on the sex;
that was good with my play friend whom she quaintly calls Rex. The green on my cheese
didn’t hurt me at all; and there’s water cress growing in my horses stall. Green apple
Pippins; lamb and mint jelly; and a boxer with mittens known as Irish Joe Kelly. And over
the rainbow before she got up; she found out the hard way; that wasn’t beer in his cup. A
red head with green eyes; who’s looking at me; and happy Saint Patrick’s I have to like
what I see.
Categories:
pippins, funnygreen,
Form: Rhyme
The color of money, the muck in a stream;
There’s the color of envy, for the things that you’ve seen.
Green in the gills from dangerous pills;
Green scrubber pads that clean up the swill.
Apathy bound cuz you got no green;
Marks left on the finger from a cheaply made ring.
The mark of distinction separating the sky;
Post nasal dripping that simply won’t dry.
The color of Pippins, picked from a tree;
Throwing green money in an uncontrolled spree.
Green little breath mints, there’s tic and there’s tack;
Green Meadow racing, horses run on the track.
Green little candies called jelly beans;
Green colored mold that seeps through the seams.
These are my examples, though a little off beat;
That’s all I should offer before I repeat.
Categories:
pippins, funny, life, people, green,
Form: Couplet