O Marchsillypus!
Sour apples, roaring dandelions
lambykins and daffodils
furglowering seeds
blown through sweetling fingers
and tweedy cantankerous fiends
with the fierceness of lions
toss the bouncing balls
of lollypopkins into streets
not made of gold
to save his much too lawngreen soul
except for honeysweet grandma types
who stomp on the old man’s toes
he cries with defeat
as his sprinkler tears torture more seeds to sprout
and poppop is forced to pat
candy-necklaced twins
softly on their wretched heads
his sentinel-wife sanctimonious with arrowslant eyes
will reprise a kick in his bumbum
if he doesn’t likewise pat their furpet
who tinkles and wrecks havoc
O sillysourpusskin
your dreams are afright
not for sun days but treacherous nights
3/10/2021
JUST A SILLY POEM!
Categories:
tweedy, humor, march, silly,
Form: Light Verse
Beady
Greedy
Seedy
Tweedy
Shoe salesman from New York City
Fitted me and his hands felt gritty
Categories:
tweedy, life,
Form: Tyburn
An Unlikely Pair
Two animals were flying through the trees.
Happily singing were they, a bird and a bee.
Effervescently fluttering like magic fairies.
Before the sun had risen very high,
Iridescent wings beneath the sky
Raising their bodies each one spry.
Delighted wafting on the wind two fly.
Soaring as new heights they defy.
An adventure shared by an unlikely pair.
Nevertheless, an implausible friendship was in the air.
Dipping, diving, buzzing and chirping with flare.
Together enjoying all that nature had to offer.
Hummer was a princess and Tweedy a bachelor.
Eagerly, they explored excited by love’s flicker.
Before long, they were talking about birds loving bees.
Everybody knows that bees do not marry birdies.
Each one wanted to know more about the birds and the bees.
Since the subject is touchy…they flew home and asked their mommies.
© August 8, 2010
Dane Smith-Johnsen
Categories:
tweedy, animals, life, love, nature
Form: Acrostic