(a story in senryu stanzas)
I get migraines.
- lucky me - glare can set me
off within seconds.
I always have a
pair of dark, polarized shades
with me - it’s a quirk.
When I was fourteen,
we lived in Shenzhen, China
very near Macau.
Macau, China, the
“Las Vegas” of Asia, is
the home of glare.
The Ritz-Carlton, has
a glittering galaxy
of bright chandeliers.
Those chandeliers move,
their silhouettes change shape - just
stab me with a spork.
Did I mention the
Mirrors? Every wall served to
magnify the light.
“You look awful,” my
mom said - our two week booking
became ten minutes.
“I just need sunnies,
those would work,” *then I gasped*
“I’ll look glamorous!”
We changed hotels, but
what a small world - my roommate
Leong grew up there.
We could have passed in
the yè shì as teenagers
and now we're roommates.
.
.
sunnies = sunglasses (UK slang)
yè shì = night market (simplified Chinese)
Categories:
spork, humor, school, student, travel,
Form: Senryu
The fork and the spoon wondered what their baby would be
I think he’ll be a fork, the fork said confidently, a fork like me!
His wife the spoon kept quiet, but she kind of wanted a spoon.
When they got a spork that looked like her, she was over the moon.
Categories:
spork, 1st grade, 2nd grade,
Form: Rhyme
Chogadella, chogadella
gleef a finkle, fangle doo
Sanking froth a wank forchella
bleetting hist la trencheled sloo
Calibali, spork n’ mally
jopelwanker deef walore
Ectaglancy, fallet plantsy
untwotopa feething glore
Mannyouopo, slifered glupoe
dangelation, clastig blaye
Homertempor gleeving sempor
happystead youngstuckers kaye
Gurf-a platted, lumbar chated
cheeperbrest du mingle bee
Chogadella, chogadella,
made up words for poetry
Categories:
spork, fun,
Form: Rhyme
The food was chased by a bent tine fork
Along the surface of a smooth glass plate,
Eventually was skewered with brute force torque.
A similar force confronted an unyielding cork
But for this event, on this mechanical date,
The food was chased by the bent tine fork.
A stab of grace presented the French basted pork
And lingered face front like scavenger bait,
Eventually was skewered with brute force torque.
Such moaning and discontent, could it have been more late
From a Five Star Diner in the village of York?
The food was chased by a bent tine fork.
It was not prepared by a chef but by a dork
More worthy of satiric praise than glowing hate,
Eventually was skewered with brute force torque.
The Maitre d’Hotel offered his black plastic spork
Immensely gracious but too late.
The food was chased by a bent tine fork,
Eventually was skewered with brute force torque.
Categories:
spork, food,
Form: Villanelle
There was a creative genius named Mork
Crazy Orkan crossed a spoon with a fork
He gazed at his invention
Then at last broke the tension
I'm gonna call what I've got here ~ a 'spork!'
Categories:
spork, fantasy, fun, giggle, science
Form: Limerick
There once was a man from New York,
Who had an addiction to pork.
He once ate some beef,
And threw up his teeth,
Then fell on the floor with his spork.
Categories:
spork, funny, hilarious, vacation,
Form: Limerick
I know you suggested Green eggs and ham, topped with truffula greens and a side of spam.but Jerry T Curtis, them green eggs might hurt us, I feel that you might be trying to divert us,from alternative venues on this scrumpulous menu.
Now I think that I, might have this Mulberry pie, an excellent choice by the look in your eye.Some Mulberry Wine to sip while I dine, much nicer then red chardonay, and please a napkin and fork not this detestable spork if you wish to be tipped on this day.
Now one foot two foot head to the kitchen and retrieve my submission without further delay. As I note at this time a quite lengthy line forming due to your lack of good service,all this mingling about and your green grinchy scowl is making my goldfish quite nervous.
Categories:
spork, silly,
Form: Rhyme
You're a mad rapper
I'm a mad hatter
Ideas in my head always bleeding
So lyrics you won't be needing
You spit them
I write them
You rap them
I rhyme them
Lines we be exchanging
Like I'd be interchanging
The lanes fast on the freeway
Paving the roads leading away
From the ghetto
Like Pinocchio was to Geppetto
We be each others woodwork
Combined we be the spork
Together in our minds
Like buns on girls behinds
We ain't getting lost
Whatever the cost
We'll stay in the light
Never fly stay and fight
Cause we be the illest
Cough Cough we infect the rest
Wanting to be part of the fuss
They try and copy 'r' us
But they will never ever
Be as swift or as clever...
Categories:
spork, slam,
Form: Free verse
;p
I
Love
Reuben
Sandwiches
Grill toast with corn beef
Thousand island dressing to please
Grill delicious on rye or pumpernickle tastes right.
Hot melted cheese of Swiss makes you say delicious.
Sauerkraut in the mouth makes you wish
for coleslaw and this
handy spork.
With love,
Your
Dork
d;
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~dedicated to my friend, can you guess who? would dare me to turn a 'fibo' up a knotchie?
lol!! That was fun. Thanks Ruben ;)
Categories:
spork, food
Form: Fibonacci
Someone caught a spoon in bed with a fork,
I assume that's why we now have the spork.
Let's hope they don't catch them with a knife,
Could you imagine a knoon or a fife?
Categories:
spork, funny, introspection, on writing
Form: Epigram