To faire du genoux in Paris
They mounted a wheel called Ferris
A few times around
Without touching ground
And her eyes shone like Polaris
Categories:
tailspin, humor,
Form: Limerick
my head's in a whirl
life a perpetual blur
seems like yesterday
i played marbles
in the school yard
now i'm old and wrinkled
constantly wondering
where it is and when i'm at
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Posted on August 24, 2020
Categories:
tailspin, age, change, humor, introspection,
Form: Free verse
Mini malls copper distortion
Forgotten parking lot meters
Store front greeters grimace
The straight narrow beaks to blend
Except when starlight offends wanton monkey binge
Give me bling to amend my shine
Never resigned but to revv up these hips
And feature the status rings of neighboring chinks
Chaste you never bought my fool
I was still scrubbing service
With the Lafayette oyster muddle
While we huddled from our body heat
Blocking out the mutual perception
Categories:
tailspin, adventure, angst, animals,
Form: Free verse