Silly. Poems - Poems about Silly.

I thought of all things great and small - what happens to an apple or a ball. Maybe, I'll try calculus. But can it crack the infinitesimal nut?...

Continue reading...

Poor Mrs. Newton had two kids. One found gravity. He was bright - while little Fig hit the skids and was eaten in one bite - different as black and white....

Continue reading...

Here's to the fellow we hold dear, his blood, it was said, teutonic. He holed up in County Lincolnshire to escape the plague (bubonic). 'Twas there an apple fell on his head and gave him a wonderful notion. Before he even went to bed, he wrote down the laws of motion....

Continue reading...

cold toes peeking through sandals on a winters day silly little me frostbite is likely its twenty below zero silly frozen me...

Continue reading...

Don’t know what was wrong with Aunt Jenina Though her face bore a dull green patina Her pancakes sure tasted good Like buttermilk pancakes should ...

Continue reading...

Some feet are bare. Some wear shoes. That's news....

Continue reading...

"As the greatest of all poets and musicians, tho' you may call me 'liar', Hermes may have invented it but I perfected the lyre and with my music and singing if only I could see the forest for the trees I would coax the woods to dance for me but, on the other hand from where I stand, it appears to be, looking at it from...

Continue reading...

With those who want to test the waters, and yet have no wish to get their feet wet, but wait to have their cake (and eat it too) handed to them on a plate, I will neither split hairs and pick nits nor reason or debate (or tear their thoughts to bits) so, if they're going to 'fly', (jump to a conclusion) either do it or don't, as Yoda said,...

Continue reading...

Monkeys - start on your typewriters now. I need you to work fast - and how. There is nothing more pressing than a contest deadline - no time for a banana....

Continue reading...

Listening to you oh what a to-do it looks like you've come unglued or going bananas your psyche's addled the mind muddled brain's fogged boggled or befuddled is something missing a marble or two perhaps a loose screw maybe more than a few and making a run or bolt for it will never do it's not too late to join the inmates for as well you know you will still be there wherever...

Continue reading...

When life leaves you lemons deserved or not some sunny summer's day neither fret nor sweat if citrus is all you've got to show for your lot to keep the blues at bay be creative pull out all stops keep calm stay cool either squish or get off the pot think of a drink (old fruit) and you're made in the shade easy peasy lemon squeezy simply put... make...

Continue reading...

I've never been to Kathmandu it's highly unlikely I'm ever going to and I don't consider macaques the least bit holy while some there choose so to do tho' they may be Nepalese aristocracy no they won't make a monkey of me such couldn't leave me any colder as it's all in the mind's eye of the beholder and who decides what is...

Continue reading...

Broad in the beam not much of a looker this crusty rust-bucket of nuts screws and bolts is a crabby old hooker as luck would have it dolled up trolling for supper at any port in a storm she still gives good service tho' down on her uppers now showing her years deep in the scuppers yet still on the game fishing by night for a living not to...

Continue reading...

A truckful of drunks half-skunked boozers gun racks in the back unlucky losers pulled up to the pumps for a gallon or two only high octane tanked would do then one had a bad itch he started to scratch wanted a smoke and when he lit a match the explosion was heard three miles away to arrive alive do what they say 'Don't drink and drive' and yes it's true it could ruin...

Continue reading...

If all goes well airlines will sell seats by the pound the less you weigh the less you pay to fly the world around and yet if a commercial Russian airliner jet unfortunately crashed into the sea would there be Aeroflotsam on the ocean fragmented and floating free? It's a riddle inside a mystery wrapped in an enema from 1939 Soviet Union history. ...

Continue reading...