Category Archives: Poems (Some Silly)

CCC75: A Lively Lass

Named for a lively local lass Notable, her wide-bottomed windlass Plenty of gumption, topped with brass Hands always occupied, holding a glass The mayor at the festival named her first class Come one, come all, no need of a boarding … Continue reading →

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Bob the Footpad

Bob the Nomad Became a footpad Ventured far for he hadn’t a home Alas, poor Bob, forever to roam Bob the Nomad They claimed him a rough cad A ruffler of skirts, a wild cat hadn’t a backbone Such behaviour … Continue reading →

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CCC73: In a Dell

beside a stream, within dream beside a track, that fell from a back in a dell, fed by a green well in a cot, that no hands got covered and buried, by a shrub darkly berried guarded and railed, by … Continue reading →

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CCC72: Who Pulled the Plug?

The water all has gone away Glistening sand now fills the bay What has happened, you may ask (Though muffled behind your medical mask) No mystery here, no invading bugs Just the wretched giants have pulled the plugs!

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Viral infection

Thoughts disjointed leaves me bemused… Decisions not possible. Why? Virus infecting the brain… mind thoroughly muddled 16 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Muddle

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Through Sleep’s Fragile Film

In her bed yet in her head In her sleep, no place to keep Creeping through sleep’s fragile film In a dream, through veils unseen Into a world that is not ours Where five minutes lived might yet be hours … Continue reading →

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CCC70: Nelly and Sid

Sid was one hell of a guy with the girth of a giant and the heart of a saint, Nelly always was laughing, the happiest soul without restraint. They met one night at the harbour’s mouth, colliding, for lack of … Continue reading →

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Who But a Human

Perplexed, you say, pondering And I wonder what perplexities you mull upon now What confusion found though the evidence was clearly presented What contradictions cleverly wrought – in your opinion – to baffle and snaffle you What oxymorons, what tautologies, … Continue reading →

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CCC#69: He Who Made Me

He who made me did not want me Left me with the empty pots He who made me didn’t love me Left me unpainted, here, forgot He who cast a mould to form me Upped his roots and departed He … Continue reading →

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The Jobber’s Jobs

The way he cleared the site… that was thorough The clearings sorted into piles, biodegradable and non-perishable The way he loaded the metals and plastics into the skip… that was admirable The way he constructed a bonfire, safe so the … Continue reading →

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