When trying to rhyme, it isn’t a crime To use the same word twice Or thrice or quatrice Quatrice is not a real word But it isn’t all that absurd To make up words If you poetate with a valid license But never poetate without a license Otherwise people won’t be able to tell That…
Tag: rhyme
A Poem About How Toilet Roll Went Away (Lest We Forget)
So rare once upon a timeNow in plentiful supplyYour absence was a real crime It never made much sense whyYou vanished from all the storesScarcity that made us cry And long queues outside shop doorsAfter panic most undueCaused multiple bog roll wars So it’s true that we missed youBecause many things may changeBut we’ll always…
A Stupid Ode To My Socks
Oh threadbare socks upon my feetWhat gripping stories could you tell?To hear them would be such a treatI bet they intrigue and compelYou have been here, you have been thereYou have walked down many a streetAnd you have acquired quite a smellSo I must switch to a new pair
The Intent Behind This Poem Could Be Romantic Or It Could Be Laziness. I Like To Think It’s A Little Of Both
I like a hot beverageAlmost any time of dayAnd if it’s not made how I like itI’ll drink it anyway My preference is coffeeBut to avoid confusionI’ll happily drink teaAnd accept a fruit infusion Some drinks can be refreshingAnd some quite stimulatingWhile herbal ones I findAre often more sedating Sometimes I like to thinkThat I…
A Poor Limerick That Does At Least Offer A Rationale For Its Lack Of Quality
As I type this it is fairly latePerhaps it would be better to waitTill the morning to writeNot at my best tonightAs my poetry would indicate
A Clumsy Limerick About Having Too Much Work To Do
That Sinking Feeling This limerick is something I wrote In work when trying to stay afloat My quest for buoyancy Meant metaphorically Because I’ve never worked on a boat
A Bad Poem About A Different Bad Poem
Once I wrote a poem and it wasn’t very good I put it on this blog though I wasn’t sure I should It was quite well-received even though it was so bad It got more ‘likes’ than better posts and this made me sad I wondered if it was worth putting much effort in If …
Opinion Piece
Though it is accepted wisdom To equate success to fame I’m really not that sorry That nobody knows my name Yes, I’m glad that I’m not famous I’m happily unknown Anonymity quite suits me I’m sure I’m not alone Of course, I would admit that Fame might well have the odd perk Being wealthy would…
Positively Pessimistic
Restriction to your home is not The worst kind of jail You can still pretend to work If you can access your email But it’s easy to find reasons To not be very cheerful When it seems that you’re increasingly Encouraged to be fearful It’s appears that times are dark And possibly quite bleak It’s…
An Inauspicious Return To Writing Poetry After 20 Months Of Not Writing Poetry
I haven’t penned a poem Since the year ended in eight So, it would be quite unfair To expect this to be great Quality is not my goal That would be a step too far If anything, my aim is To really lower the bar To write poetry this bad Is nothing short of a…
Forlornly Fatigued
Sometimes when I feel tired I’m not really that nice And it’s better to avoid me Or make interactions more concise I don’t mean to be so grumpy Like a bear with a sore head But I’m not very good at coping When I spend too little time in bed I’ll be much better tomorrow…
Domestic Drudgery
Oh carpet on the floor What’s with all the crumbs? I vacuumed only last week From where did they all come? I’m sure that I just ironed All those crumpled shirts That they need another pressing Rather disconcerts Those dirty plates and cups Are back sitting in the sink But I only washed them yesterday…
Where Did All The Chocolate Go?
Where did all the chocolate go? I had so much last week But now I cannot find it No matter where I seek? It seems strange that it is gone There was a plentiful supply But it’s nowhere to be seen And I really don’t know why Ok I did eat some of it Back…
Poetry In (Loco)Motion
I wrote this on a train It was poetry in motion The train was running late Which filled me with emotion The emotion, though, was joy For I was late as well My tardiness well-timed I didn’t have to dwell Better still, I got a seat An unexpected perk As I headed to my course…
Three Wishes
If I had three wishes I’d really like to believe I’d wish for peace on Earth All suffering, I’d relieve But if I’m really honest I doubt that I’d do that I’d wish for a box-set, beer and pizza And spend the evening getting fat
Ode To An Irrational Fear Of Gardeners
Mightier than the sword Is the noble pen An idea that is flawed Every now and then For I’d rather have a blade If attacked by a hoard Of cultivating men Each armed with a spade
A Man Most Modest
When it comes to being modest I really am the best I am so self-effacing That I outshine the rest Few could be as unassuming Less desiring flattery My metaphoric trumpet Is never blown by me Though I do have many talents And every right to boast The greatest thing about me is I’m less…
Remuneration Is Reward Enough
It’s important to understand If I complain about work It’s not that I hate my job And I’m really not one to shirk
A Blog Post, Written In The Form Of A Poem, That Tells You I’m Too Busy To Blog, But Still Might Continue To Blog, To Avoid Doing The Task That I Should Be Doing
I’m busy now Which is a pain It means I must break From blogging again It can’t be helped Though it is a bore But I must complete Some other chores
A Bibliophile Bemoans Being Busy
I often claim I like to read When I have time to kill A novel is the ideal thing If I have hours to fill I like all kinds of fiction Few genres make me frown I’m really not too fussy I’ll even read Dan Brown
Rhyme But No Reason
I think it’s time for a poem I said aloud one eve I haven’t written one for days At least three I do believe But what kind of poem should I write And what should it be about? Shall I deal with themes profound Or nonsense shall I spout? Philosophical and worthy Is perhaps the…
