Short Culverhouse Poems
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Glory
Story
Showy
Glowy
Sight
Flight
Yellow
Halo
Daffodil contest hosted by Francine Roberts
3/1/12
Doris Culverhouse
By Doris Culverhouse
For the Inspired contest theme Where do you write by Miranda Lambert
Old
Comfy
Chair and ink
Soft music set
Write
Green blades gently sway
soft colors give tender eye joy
artist holds palette
Written by : Doris Culverhouse...daughter
William Sherman by Doris Culverhouse
USA union General William Sherman
Calm determined and mighty fighter
Ruthless morale killer
Marched by Atlanta with hot pyrotechnics
Not a poem just a note..
Our daughter"s(Doris Culverhouse that is on this site )
mother-in-law died about 3 A.M. today Thursday
January 3...
It has been a busy day..
Form:
A snowflake fell
A momma wails
In birthing pains
Number eleven son
Cried today he's eighty four
He loved his own five sons
Two are buried
Howard rests
For Archie C. Culverhouse
Jingle bells, Ashley smells
Shirley laid an egg
The truck had a flat
And the deer got away
Hunting days, hunting days
Deers be aware, Caleb has a sharp eye
Packing a hot loaded rifle yeah!
**My eleven year old wrote this
The youngest of three precious children.............The
Baby who was held close to my heart.................Last
But not least, wonderful asset my.......................Baby
(This is dedicated to Doris Culverhouse....My Baby Girl.)
It seems there’s a certain melodious beat
discovered reusing these metrical feet.
You can’t help but tap it
first slow, and then rapid:
an odd syncopation that brings ears a treat.
H/T to Ostrich Learning to Swim by Clive Culverhouse
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Blowing to you a loving kiss
Up the country hillside
Contains a mother's love and care
That will always abide
Sponsor: Michael J. Falotico
Contest: Blowing A Kiss To You
Dedicated to : Doris Culverhouse
1-2-3-4-1 syllables x 2 no rhymes
Fly
away
Heavy can't
Hold me back no
More
High
Whisper
angel wings
Spirits release
chains
by Doris Culverhouse
Contest: Lanterne on Andrew Wyeth's painting (curtain blowing in the wind)
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
In many and many ages hence
Standing on a hill that makes no sense
Archaeologist dig way down
Found way beneath a Royal Crown
Bad odor becoming intense
(This for Limerick Game or whatever passed from C.E.McMillen. I pass the Limerick torch to
Doris Culverhouse lovely daughter).
A quiet almost abrupt person
Believes in heaven and eternity
Culverhouse, cuddly cheer giver
Dang dandy Doris
Enjoys food rich and sweet
Funny in a dry sort of way
Girl in my mind freckles and bangs
Handy and loves to learn
For Tracie Edwards contest
thanks for the inspiration!!
the pig went meow
then a woof from a cow
the chicken went moo
an oink from a sheep too
the dog went neigh
the cat’s baa was okay
a cluck from the bull
and wow the barn was full
a cacophony of calls
were heard that night
from the animal’s impressions
at the farm open mic
Modern nonsense poems by Clive Culverhouse
Bag of tricks contest sponsored by Linda-Marie
2 tankas 5/7/5/7/7
Concealer
by Doris Culverhouse
Concealer covers
Restless nights, wrinkles and age
Spackle for the face
My bag of tricks will contain
Light and dark sticks for all flaws
Keep those telling flaws
closely covered never let
others see the real
superficial me later
Imperfections are pure
Pricklescoff sits at a Moses Toe
where two rivers meet
where two rivers flow
with one from his left
and one from his right
as he, a troll, sits at the point
where two rivers meet
on into the night
and see all the fish
stickleback, minnow
swim as he sits
at the Moses Toe
Based on the novella Where Two Rivers Meet, A Dark Romance Fantasy by Clive Culverhouse
Doris
Sensitive, caring, bigger than life, artistic
Sister of Tommy Lee Jr and Phyllis Gail.
Lover of family, peace and acceptance.
Who feels happiest when I owe no one, am able to give and please God.
Who fears loss of independence, loss of family and venomous snakes.
Would like to see Canada, Mexico, and The Red Wood Forrest.
Resident of sulltry Georgia, USA
Culverhouse
April my arch nemesis
In fact, I get quite ill
I sneeze, my eyes turn red
Three times a day take pills
Don't get me wrong, my friend
Spring green trees are a thrill
I do love those flowers dear
For they are the real deal
I got the idea from Doris Culverhouse(our daughter) from the email she sent me with her parody to Ralph Waldo Emerson's poem April.
57577 tanka
Contest:The View (of my yard)
Sponsor: Francine Roberts
Written by Doris Culverhouse
Nature's view changes
Familiarity seen
Birds and deer tasting
All of my precious flowers
Attacked like the evil one
Dad's barn and garden
Wayne's great carved flower beds
The tractor and shed
Always steady, strong present
Workers, lovers of the land
Dedicated to my Dad and Hubby!!
(For Doris Culverhouse)
a-hunting a man was gone
in the thick of a forest sweet
away trumped he like a horn
& a deer chased till the night;
up & down till near a rock
o, the weapons fell from his hands
while asleep upon the rock
what a golden snort of the nose;
then the queen of the forest came
what a bridal match she brought
o, the dream of raw blood to tame
& what a prize she’ld win at last!
It is mighty bizarre hanging here like this
Mom says I have to take it, so the doctor say
Next time I see his hairy face I'll give 'im a hiss
It's no fun just hanging in the closet today
My back IS a whole heap better, yes way!
For the hanging in there contest
Poem by Doris Culverhouse
8/4/11
Inspired by and adorable kitty in overalls hanging in the closet on a hook. Looks like
he lost his best friend yet content eerily.
Swimming, life carefree
Net tightens around the school
Deliverance, grace
May your hook always be cast
Where you least expect fish caught
Synergism, save
These lost fish, grateful intent
Catch and release, Life
Responsible now
Freedom, new life in warm water
Breach, spout words, joy, sing
School of life, protective school
Numbers rise with the right bait
Bait, love, nuturance
Guide... North Star...The leader Home
Reward eternal life
Cats on roof in snow
Sentinels watching looking
Without open eyes
The jet flies the governor's
Course set to adultery
Cat slips on frozen
Snow, claws grip the edge, below
A fire awaits..... fate
Death takes the pilot,
In midair the govenor
Yearns...jet burst apart
Cat's grip is weak claws strip falls
Clings to governor's carcass
Taxpayers buy a
New plane, and exwife's dreams flow...
And flames still scorch!
(The cats are metaphoric for politicians.)