A lexeme nonpareil, though one that's stuck With so much baggage there's a yen to chuck It out with more archaic words. So cluck Your tongue no more: it has been struck, From my vocabulary, I shall buck The trend to use profanity amok, As if in time I had become unstuck- And so it … Continue reading August 12: *ucking Sonnet
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August 7: Jargon Infarctions
When one constructs a mystery or thriller, Recondite research must be done, because It's not enough to know who is the killer, The reader must believe in what he does. When injuries occur, make sure you know If death could follow; if so, why and when. Or ask a black ops soldier, who can show … Continue reading August 7: Jargon Infarctions
July 22: Fiveplay, An Inflationary Sonnet
Three-night, while walking dogs, my lover spoke Eleven-derly, he pontific-nine-d Upon our dachshund, and he made two jokes That left me laughing and exhilar-nine-d. And as with b'nine-ted breath my darling w'nine-d, I offered him whiskered, wee ca-ten. Three do so as he pleased; we both confl-nine-ed Our mirth with wit which spurns the asi-ten. … Continue reading July 22: Fiveplay, An Inflationary Sonnet
July 21: The Great Game
“Who Would You Rather Kiss” is quite the game, Whose rules were passed down from antiquity: First, one reverses last and Christian name: So Black Swan's star is Portman Natalie. Next, two by the creators' names are known Because with admiration they were rife: Winona Ryder always is “Winown,” And Michelle Pfeiffer must be called … Continue reading July 21: The Great Game
June 26: Always Playing
Road trip vacations could have been the worst, But we had Stinky Pinkies and Padiddles With trucker honks and I Spy interspersed, And in the desperate times, we played at riddles. But as we grew, our games also matured To “In My Pants” and “Who'd You Rather Kiss.” But from these callow pastimes I was … Continue reading June 26: Always Playing
June 23: Similes Like Metaphors
When someone called me poet, I demurred And said that what I write is really verse; When asked the difference, I then deferred To dictionary, lest I make things worse. I found that verse has meter, which I knew, And often features rhymes at ends of lines, And while a poem has a rhythm, too, … Continue reading June 23: Similes Like Metaphors
June 9: Fifty Meter Freestyle
With plays and poems Shakespeare did decree The iamb as the undisputed king Of metered feet, disdaining the spondee And anapests to make his poems sing. Verses sound unbalanced with a trochee Swapped for each iamb, one foot left over, And lines that are all spondees can't not be Bland stuff that could not urge … Continue reading June 9: Fifty Meter Freestyle
May 17: Left-Handed Compliments
When Kirill Gerstein stood up, having played Rachmaninoff's concerto number three, More virtuosity was then displayed; His encore for left hand filled me with glee. With his right hand at rest upon his thigh, His left spun peerless aural fantasies That seemed impossible, at least well-nigh, With just five fingers dancing on the keys. I … Continue reading May 17: Left-Handed Compliments
May 9: Sea Shark Major
You might think that the several rows of teeth And lack of fingers might prevent a shark From being musical, but underneath The water, you will find you're off the mark. Chondrichthyans, you see, can really swing, And all the ectothermic dig cool jazz; While megamouths' ambtion is to sing, The swell shark's bongos add … Continue reading May 9: Sea Shark Major
April 29: Humble Pi
Three point one four five nine two six five three... Point blank for many culinary puns, Won great attention in antiquity For making great domes able to be done. One finds the number inescapable. Fie on those who would utter “Nein!” in the face of the inevitable, To overlook the gold that's in the gutter. … Continue reading April 29: Humble Pi
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