Poems, poets, poetry, writing, poetry challenges
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There is no limit to the POTUS’s abuse of power. At what point do all of the Members of Congress fulfill their oath and defend the Constitution which has six voting rights amendments? We need the spirit of John Lewis to fill the Halls of Congress and the hearts of every American that believes in our Democracy and The American Way of Life.
There are no problems that “ignore it and maybe it will go away” won’t make worse, especially health problems. I borrowed the gist of that statement from AA, which believes in admission and support as the foundation for solving the problem. Admission and support are exactly what is needed now to solve the pandemic problem. Anything other than that will only exacerbate it.
As anyone who has ever had a baby or an enlarged prostate knows, when you gotta go, you gotta go. And everyone else knows it too. Seriously, who hasn’t prayed that they get to a bathroom in time? I’m guessing God has a special unit of angels just to handle those prayers, they get so many every day.
I find the punchlines for my limericks in a lot of different places. My friends supply most of them. But current events and television provide many opportunities to hear something that just begs to become a limerick. This ditty came from TV.
I was watching JLTV (Jewish Living TV). They were showing a program of “classic” Jewish comedians and I turned it on in the middle of an old Borscht Belt routine being performed by a comic I didn’t recognize. He was doing his shtick with a “Jewish” accent, pronouncing his “s’s” like “sh” and his “w’s” like “v.” He looked familiar, but how could he not? He kind of looked like me and a whole lot of other Jewish guys I know – chiseled ethnic features (big nose and bushy eyebrows) and a chrome dome (bald).
Do not think that just because I have been married three times that I know anything about marriage or women. I would never be so bold as to suggest that I do. As they say, “I may be dumb, but I ain’t stupid.” And a man claiming that he has expert knowledge of the two aforementioned subjects would be profoundly stupid.
When I was in the sixth grade, fifty one years ago, I took dance lessons as part of the right of passage into becoming an awkward teenager. Thirteen is a big time age for Jewish kids. It’s Bar and Bat Mitzvah time and that means lots of parties with dancing, so my mom sent me off to Carlos & Kay to learn how to trip the light fantastic. I am happy to say that I am glad she did. I can still do the same “jitterbug” steps I learned way back then and that are now being recycled as “swing dancing.” I know this because I have taken some swing dancing lessons with a friend and it was nothing more than a refresher course for me.
T’was late last eve while beset with FoMO,
I ventured forth with my closest mofo;
we bravely crunked towards Bacchian Hell,
and now ’tis morning, methinks FML.
“Damneth this vile Devil!”, says I. YOLO.
I have had a jaw reconstruction. What an ordeal. After 28 months, three surgeries under general anesthetic and a whole lot of wailing on my mouth under a local including installing three implants, I have prosthetic teeth. I am a smile person. I am a friendly cheerful person who likes to smile. I write smile poetry.
I would like to offer some free unsolicited advice worth every cent you paid for it and less. It does come from experience, for whatever that’s worth. And for the record, my business record is dismal at best. So now I am calling myself a writer. Ironically, with writing being the only thing that I ever wanted to do, I may have more opportunities to make money doing this than I did when I was involved in small businesses. Never give up on your dreams.
I have been involved in a common law marriage and I have a friend who is now in a common law marriage. A license from the state the parties reside in is not the most important requirement for a marriage, legalities notwithstanding. The first requirement is that the two people want to be married to each other and want the world to know that they are married, piece of paper in hand or not.
The month of March will set into motion
a journey through woods as wide as oceans,
from the Georgian foothills of Nature’s fane
to sky altars in the mountains of Maine,
a pilgrimage with whole devotion.
I shall hike on this Appalachian trail,
following the blazes of white detail,
‘neath the open sky be it blue or grey,
looking forth only to the northern way,
across the wild rivers, ridges, and dales.
Poetry challenge: Limerick.
Posted for jgkravitz
For TV, life without football sucks.
It sells lots of food, beer and trucks.
With lots of competition
And ad repetition…
The networks rake in the big bucks!
Poetry challenge: Limerick.
Posted for Debb.
There was a man named Darrow
He had totally forgot about tomorrow
So he packed up his things
and even remembered the rings
to match the wedding dress his fiancée would sew
–Debb Stanton
Poetry challenge: Limerick.
Poetry challenge: Limerick.
Big Brenda has two big baps
she keep them hidden from the chaps
under a big wooly jumper
inside a tight fitting bra
go near them you’ll get hit in the chops
Poetry challenge: Limerick.
Poetry challenge: Limerick.
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