Not the protein, dear Rico, the fat!
There’ll be no more wheat grass for Jack Sprat.
That unhappy vegan
Has gone Chrissy Teigen,
Is now off clubbing seals with a bat.
H/T to Wickless in Seattle by Rico Leffanta
Categories:
wickless, humor,
Form: Limerick
A Vegan in search of a treat
Impulsively swallowed some meat
The protein gush
Was such a rush
The circumcision was complete!
Categories:
wickless, humor,
Form: Limerick
I never know which way to turn per se
Enhanced emotions flooding to the top
My lifestyle once was simpler than it's now
Gone are those years of equilibrium
Shades of the night now blending into day
Those tears for joy now stranger to my cheek
I shuffle while the world moves on full speed
Fading faces giving advice to heed
But I have only feet for regret street
Down on the boulevard of broken dreams
"Hope is a wickless candle" I once read
Though I must hold hope closely to my heart
With faith for me to be the air to breathe
For life without both is a shallow pond
Imagine if you will a fishless sea
A birdless sky, a world animal scarce
14~June~2017
(Iambic pentameter)
Categories:
wickless, analogy, introspection, world, writing,
Form: Blank verse
now that you are gone
who will wake every morn
to lift the sun
unveil the sky
etch in the clouds
who will paint the rainbow?
now that 'us' is just a word
no longer with you as one
i am alone to wind up the metal toys
and cut out the paper dolls
with the beach swept from under my feet
the child in me flees.
instead now rusted
a fools gold chain of loneliness
hangs around my neck like a noose
mourns a union that once had breath
a twosome that now is dead.
the moon no longer smiles
the stars no longer wink
in this
my decade of one
hope is a wickless candle
and the night
is just the day
without light.
Categories:
wickless, break up, emotions, feelings,
Form: Free verse