An ode of the things I'm told are great about me
Number 1; I know how to.have fun
Number 2; I'm adventurous and will try anything once
And finally; three, im.crrative and free, smart.and arty farty gso good with words that it's rather absurd. I love to learn and I learn fast every exam I take you will surely pass with flying colours. Colours of the rainbow spirited and spiritual, cool calm and collected, honest and true say what I think thithink what I say I'm anyone's friend who will brighten up your day!
. . . Elementary
Little Wrinkled Nose -- The
Way We Like It . . .
Quirks
Lennon and McCartney
Composed a song for harps,
But neither one was very good
At reading flats and sharps.
DaVinci was a total whiz
at graphic arts and science,
but could he run a marathon,
or wrestle with the giants?
Transformers bring us light,
As Tesla had some genius.
Yet, he had no business sense,
Thus perished impecunious.
Descartes declared, "I am,"
And Marx united workers,
But when it came to music,
Both of them were shirkers.
Socrates taught others
By making pointed queries.
Although he was illiterate,
We understand his theories.
Lincoln, Ford, and Edison
Are considered rather legend'ry.
But for all of their accomplishments,
They never finished second'ry.
The moral of the story is,
If your marks are wanting,
Do not be dismayed,
It's really not that daunting.
Each soul has its genius.
Each soul has its quirk.
If you follow both of those,
Then your dream can work.
My child
God’s gift…
his quirks
mirth-filled…
bath spree
glee flows…
meal times
burps great…
play hours
ease stress…
art shows
truths learned…
thumbs up
love sign…
blest pray’r
thanks*, Lord!
gestures
waves praise…
let’s sleep
sweet dreams!
*Psalm136:1 O give thanks unto the LORD; for he is good: for his mercy endureth for ever.
February 22, 2021
1st place, "ALL YOURS (Feb 23)" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 2/22/2021.
Everybody has some quirks
To keep us sane – whatever works.
These tics have, over time, accrued;
To rein them in might spoil our mood.
Some start in childhood – foods can’t touch
Or nails get bitten, as a crutch.
A certain doll must be in bed,
The same book each night must be read.
As we grow up, a lucky shirt
May not be washed, though caked in dirt
Or items such as rabbits’ tails,
When missing, might engender wails.
Adults may add, we’d all agree,
Their brand of idiosyncrasy
But that’s what makes us each unique –
One person’s “normal’s” someone’s “freak.”
Beware, for out there someone lurks
Who is convinced he has no quirks.
Foolish speed bumps in my life
Do you have foibles?
Human quirks?
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1/6/2020
Poetry form: Quinzaine - "The English word quinzaine come from the French word qunize, meaning fifteen. A quinzaine is an unrhymed verse of fifteen syllables. These syllables are distributed among three lines so that there are seven syllables in the first line, five in the second line and three in the third line (7/5/3). The first line makes a statement. The next two lines ask a question relating to that statement." -shadowpoetry.com
1/6/2020
FFI Blg Series 56 quinzaine
Brian Strand, sponsor
Let the kinks and oddities remain esoteric
to herald that special uniqueness
that makes you, just you, as you are.
Resist the shapers and conformity grinders
that would smooth out the crumples,
iron out the creases and wrinkles.
Your texture becomes you when gripped,
Your spikes and bumps adorn, when worn displayed
QUIRKS
I once had a friend long time past
Who was wont to always break his fast
On cornflakes not with honey and milk
But pickled onions, gherkins and their ilk
Now if that’s not a quirk I’ll eat my hat
But when I do I must specify that
The brim must have ketchup, and then the crown
Will need Mulligatawny soup to wash it down
I have penchants predilections and preferences
For which others give tolerance and deferences
Like playing Wagner while eating beef jerky
And some other things that are just as quirky
I can ride a bike when not too far
Sitting backwards perched on handle bar
And though not Welsh, but from English stock
I can pronounce Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch
In choosing twixt the Burgundies and Bordeaux’s
I adjudicate by colour and by nose
But if the menu’s fish and chips with mushy pea
I’ll settle for a nice cup of tea
So live and let live and we’ll get along
With our whims each singing a different song
These fancies, whether from Venus Mars or Saturn
All add to life’s rich quirky pattern
QUIRKS
A chewing the side of the tongue,
No it's not gum
Rub the corner-point of my collar
with two fingers
Sucking on my lower lip
While skeeting spit between my two front teeth
Rub my elbow on my side
Excessive winking my right eye
This be normal to me
Picking skin from around my cuticles
Pop-crack my fingers, ankle, neck
Put bing-cherry tomatoes in my hot chocolate
LOL-I'm making this stuff up
For what it's worth
These are some funny QUIRKS
2/9/18
FOR CONTEST: QUIRKS
SPONCERED BY: Madison Demetros
Hello, I’m glad we know each other,
Let me tell you what I think of you,
About those little things you say,
About all those things you do.
I love your hidden smile when
You see something others didn’t see,
To how you love to exaggerate and
Use earth sized hyperbole.
And then you plan a trip overseas
To hike to a mountain peak
But instead you book a scuba diving course,
All within a week.
I love your nuances, your traits, your quirks,
The things that are yours alone.
You’re the music playing inside my head,
My beautiful, powerful megaphone.
Palindrome Quirks
Gateman, has thou seen my nametag
Tips he replied or else upon thy boot I shall spit
Evil doer! Can I not but endure this shame to live
Was it thy dog upon yonder grass I saw?
Rats! Rover has been seen by the clear night’s star
God! Why did I ever get a dog?
Swap thy canine for a bird with no paws
Reviled unto myself I must now deliver
Repaid in full by this dirty diaper
Lived, thou has not until thou hast smelled the devil
Pots with gangly growth have but stop
Spot has urinated upon its tops
Smart would it be for it to leave upon the trams
Warts his master has from the pissed on straw
Adaven, now a ghost town located in Nevada
Stressed were the miners when Millie severed no desserts
By Mark A. Goodson
Semordnilap Palindrome’s:
Gateman/nametag
Tips/spit
Evil/live
Was/saw
Rats/star
God/dog
Swap/paws
Reviled/deliver
Repaid/diaper
Lived/devil
Pots/stop
Smart/trams
Warts/straw
Adaven/Nevada
Stressed/ desserts
Love is action in the works
Can people see through?
Amid quirks?
Political Quirks
Political Quirks
why must we vote for
Political Jerks,
They say what you want
just for your vote,
can't we throw the lot of them
into a mote,
Political Quirks
Political Quirks
watch them on T.V.
with their political smirks,
Read my lips,or
let's be perfectly clear
some of their ideals
are perfectly *****,
Political Quirks
Political Quirks
don't use public restrooms
where a politico lurks
Happy Birthday Elvis
on the date of his death
they tell Political lies
with every draw of their breath
political Quirks
Political Quirks
the state of our Union
by Political Quirks!
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