Sunday, August 7, 2011

Meant For Each Other

supplied the picture!


'Sweetheart! Darling! Please be mine!
Let our necklaces entwine!
Though I may look quite informal,
I am absolutely normal.
I've got egg around my lips
And you have got those metal hips!
Let there be no ifs or buts.
We are just a couple of nuts.'
But he finds her ardour wilts;
She much prefers her men on stilts.



One tends to forget there are layers.
We just look at a 'canvas' sky;
Flat paint on that endless blue
As clouds go drifting by.
But put yourself in a cloud's place!
The streak is above the puff!
In the ether streams of peacefulness;
Underneath a puff of fluff!
And the clouds are endlessly passing
As they roll upon their way.
Not 'ships that pass in the night', maybe;
Just 'clouds that pass in the day.'



Grandma's Goulash said...

Despite your protest that it was hard, I find no evidence to support your claim. Your poetic microfiction was perfect and I'm still laughing.

I love to watch clouds and your poetic observation is very apt.

Helen said...

LOL well she'll have to stretch up a bit if she likes her men on stilts! ^__^

Sonia Lal said...

On stilts! LOL Maybe that's because of the metal.

Kay L. Davies said...

Love it, Brenda! But today, for some reason, I like your cloud poem best. "Underneath a puff of fluff" just makes me smile. I'm having a bit of a fluffy day myself.
— K

Kay, Alberta, Canada
An Unfittie's Guide to Adventurous Travel

SparkleFarkle said...

You are an incredible Succinctly Yours-er! What a rollicking good rhyming time I've had here today! Thanks!

Susan Fobes said...

Your poem cracked me up! What a match for the picture...

Pat said...

Well, he just has to go back to clown college and get a second degree in stilt-walking. I love your clever poetry! ...egg on lips and metal hips...who but you could have thought that up?!

Pooch said...

Always fun to read your clever posts. This one is a hoot! Love those men on stilts!

SJerZGirl said...

This was great!! I loved it. So well put together!

June Freaking Cleaver said...

Great poem...she must like guys who think BIG!

Lisa Ricard Claro said...

Love your poem! As always, the flow is great; and the "stilts" reference was terrific. Funny!