Undemocratic is this democracy
Oxymoron vote here
moron not vote there
A world of mirror
inhabited by the blind
A noise all say they hear
though it's silent
A living creature physically operates
whilst in an physically dead state
Liberal Democrats
Bigoted bureaucrat's
A deal
called no deal
Identified
Unidentified Flying Object
Looking to see if they sound
A Christian Saviour
Jewish
Ghandi
Hiter
Leaning
falling
I write my writes with my left as is correct
I left my write to my right and that's wrong
A dominant eye
undetected through sight alone
A democratic vote was Brexit,
a choice between Democracy and Bureaucracy,
a vote the latter would never offer
unless Democracy in Bureaucracy demands
I'm a moron, oxy,
saying things not oxymoron,
because I lost my mar-ball at Hitler
Categories:
unidentified flying object, nonsense, word play,
Form: Rhyme
I once saw a UFO; an unidentified flying object.
When I told my family, they thought that I was nutty.
An object can be anything; even simple butter.
When I got up this morning; I wanted toast with butter.
When my toast was ready, my butter contained a foreign object.
Since peanut butter was all that was left; my task was very nutty.
Outside I took my breakfast; coffee and toast so nutty.
Across the sky, something glided; as smooth as, melted butter.
It was no bird that I saw, but an unidentified flying object.
I saw the object; I’m not nutty; and to the store I’ll scurry; I have to have butter!
Categories:
unidentified flying object, appreciation, food, how i
Form: Tritina
Who, or what, do you think you are?
A Bollywood star
A Turkish bazaar
An iron crowbar
A permanent scar
A late-model NASCAR
An all-night Delhi darbar
A cowardly lion, ala Bert Lahr
A late-night replacement for Jack Paar
A postage stamp from the territory of Saar
A scene from MASH featuring Jamie Faar
An imported Swiss candy bar
A peripatetic avatar
A native of Madigascar
A powerful drug czar
A tractor-driver from Navistar
A pro golfer who can't even break par
An empty peanut butter jar
An unwritten memoir
A smelly, old cigar
A boring academic seminar
An unidentified flying object on radar
A diplomat from Myanmar
A fancy antique boudoir
A hardy-har-har-har!
Categories:
unidentified flying object, celebrity, silly, words,
Form: Monorhyme
You look to your left
I look to my right
Both of us see
An object in flight
It’s silver to me
It's blueish to you
Yet neither of us
Have the slightest of clues
It is what it is
We see what we see
It's blueish to you
It's silver to me
Categories:
unidentified flying object, creation, imagery, mystery, space,
Form: Free verse