Written: May 13, 2024 For: Palindrome Limerick Poetry Contest Sponsor: Joseph May
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At noon, the civic-level racecar,
was deified by the crowd from afar
but a kayak deed,
made the crowd did heed,
as they monitor a rotator star!
the nun with bird rib in her hand,
At noon she worries of grim land
But the tenet she knew
Was always to bib true,
And refer to the drab as grand!
Categories:
rotator, car, humor,
Form: Limerick
There was a young woman named “Anna”
who spoke to her sister named “Hannah”.
“Anna” said “You’re a good “mum”
and maybe I’m just a “nun”,
but “sis”, I’m no second banana!”
Then “Anna” asked what is a “rotator”?
Does it “refer” to a ventilator?
Said a young “dad” named Adam
I really don’t know, “madam”;
“Don’t nod” at me, I’m just a parts trader.
Categories:
rotator, humor,
Form: Limerick
"Your muscles hold memories", didn't you know,
your posture, past injuries, so better go slow..
"No pain, no gain" leaves one worse for the wear,
a torn achilles, a rotator tear..
Is your core soft? Do you have pain in your back?
"Your muscles work in pairs, and take up the slack".
I will say these cliches before performing a massage,
and then I get lost in my effleurage...
I became a massage therapist at the age of fifty,
at the time, I thought it quite nifty..
Energy work has been fascinating for certain but now
at times my poor back is a hurting...
I now get massages more regularly, so I can keep
practicing, naturally...
Categories:
rotator, jobs,
Form: Light Verse
Name now one man who doesn't love a sunrise,
The bright sun when it does peep out in summer,
It sure does wow the human eyes,
And by noon time, leaves one warmer;
Autumn sees beautiful colours aplenty,
The leaves turn brighter and redder by the day,
Golden branches shed their level leaves gently,
Dewed yellow and brown cascade down all the way;
On Christmas Eve , the sun's hardly seen,
Children plan to play with a Santa at NASA ,
The heater's rotator blows warmly and green
Is the Christmas tree all aglow ere the salsa;
Spring comes with its deified hope and no strife,
Fresh new flowers come up on the radar views,
Saw tide rose, so red it was , full of life,
Now, in words drown I , with help from my muse.
10/05/18
Categories:
rotator, seasons, word play,
Form: Rhyme
A dog! A panic in a pagoda!
A teen named Bob, a can of cream soda.
With one eye shut, he shook and pulled the tab.
The boob was too slow for Cain, choc’late lab.
Cain: a maniac, the mad dog's head swelled;
god’s dog saw the fizz, a rat he now smelled.
He was gigantic, ergo, a ogre -
level headed lab, well-trained at Kroger.
As a new pup, he’d been schooled in shortcuts;
Pagoda’s top spot for all kinds of mutts.
“Go dog, go,” yelled Bob but lost his game plan;
Dog radar kicked in, went straight for the can.
Cain called to his friends, “it’s time, now I won.”.
To idiot teen, he offered more fun.
Wrestling, he tore at Bob’s rotator cuff;
Evil deed done; lab had called the teen’s bluff.
written: May 9, 2018
contest: Palindrome host: Joseph May
Categories:
rotator, 10th grade, adventure, dog,
Form: Quatrain
Such a Beautiful Couple A ELF and a Troll
What a short lady about three feet two
I’m a kind gentleman of statue four feet three
MADAM please excuse me
As I PEEP with my EYE your beauty
It’s a WOW and I must LEVEL with you no really!!!
It’s NOON, DUD and POP me on the head you DID strike me
TOOT the ROTATOR DID the SHAHS RADAR communicate broke the silence
My social CIVIC duty is to continue to DEIFIED in your beauty
PIP POP and SOLO the merry NUN do go your all cuties
While conversation bout Adam and EVE
Those foolish decisions they made while under that tree
Didn’t do much for other poor folks but create sin for you and me
DELEVELED compliments coming from the Elf and the Troll
5/6/18
©2018
For Contest: Palindromes-
Sponsored by: Joseph May
Categories:
rotator, adventure, allegory, celebrity, conflict,
Form: Free verse
Osteoporosis, spinal stenosis
halitosis, that's the grossest
Hemorrhoids, hypo hyper thyroids
gallbladder removal will leave a void
Arthritis, pyelonephritis, gingivitis
we will survive in spite of these
Toe fungus will not be the death of us
its' cure you will ask what was all the fuss
Crooked toes, snotty nose, itchy down below
Pancreatitis, gastroenteritis, myocarditis
cannot frighten us, though impotence might
and possibly to a womans' delight
on not
Torn rotator cuff, oral cancer from rubbing snuff
COPD will make you huff and puff
Diminished brain, malfunctioning drains
generalized aches and pains
of these we are not deprived
BUT, it's still awesome to be alive
Categories:
rotator, health, humor,
Form: Rhyme
It was a glorious day in New Hampshire and I was enjoying the view,
Appreciating nature, and spring's grand debut.
Then out of the window a strange sight caught my eye,
It was a skunk with a bottle on his head walking by.
I called my husband to the window to let him see,
Then he said, "I'm going to go help that poor skunk, and set him free!"
I was concerned the skunk would spray my husband in fear,
But he was determined to save the skunk and to persevere.
The skunk kept banging his head on the ground along his way,
And my husband followed close behind watching in dismay.
He made his move on the skunk in the neighbor's drive...
I would have loved a video to catch that live!
He grabbed the skunk by the bottle and flung with all his might,
Then the freed skunk went flying, and must have had quite a fright.
In his hurry to avoid the inevitable spray,
My husband took a tumble trying to make his getaway.
He came home in pain but grinning from ear to ear,
He had saved that poor skunk, not able to eat or drink, with death near.
My husband suffered a torn rotator cuff from the unusual incident,
But God speaking to him to save that skunk was not a coincidence.
Categories:
rotator, animal, funny, hero, inspirational,
Form: Narrative
You're so handsome, the best-looking one
in town. More importantly, I've never known
anyone so loyal! You truly are man's--I mean
MY--best friend. Now, now! No neck nuzzling.
I have things to do. You're hungry? Okay, just
a healthy, crunchy snack for now. I'll grade a
few essays while you chow down.
Ohhh, OK, I'll share the porch swing with you.
A walk? Now? Well, all right. I want you to be
happy. We'll just take a brief--Whoa! Not so
blooming fast! I want to lead. Let's stay on the
sidewalk. May I lead--please? I'm supposed to
be walking YOU. Neighbors are pointing and
laughing-- except for Miss Daisy. No, not her
prize-winning flower bed! Last week, her paper;
this week, her flowers. Haven't we tested her
Christianity enough? Aw, come on. If she wants
fertilizer . . . Here she comes with a big stick!
YOU'RE ready to go back now?
Great! But first drag me to the clinic.
Oh, my rotator cuff!
January 18, 2016
Categories:
rotator, love, pets,
Form: Prose Poetry
I can watch them again,
grown men at a children's game,
the glory of the Show
on the TV screen.
For a while
I couldn’t watch,
knowing
I’d been close.
A phenom
Double A at 18
90+ fastball,
but it didn’t move.
And in Triple A
and spring training
for the Show
they ate it up.
When I tried harder
my arm blew up
rotator cuff - tendinitis
epicondylar fasciatus
Tommy John
physio, drugs, steroids.
Hope springs eternal
but nothing helped
enough.
Now I sit in this bar,
mush for brains
just like my arm.
Don’t care that
drugs and alcohol
don’t mix
as I watch them
knowing almost
is worse than
never.
Categories:
rotator, baseball, drug,
Form: Free verse
Redder kayak dewed
rotor radar rotator
madam sagas tenet
draw Ogopogo eye deified
Hannah's murdrum tenet
Madam Eve tenets
Categories:
rotator, nature
Form: Name