
GRANDMA'S GOULASH
supplied the picture!
MEANT FOR EACH OTHER
'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.'
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But he finds her ardour wilts;
She much prefers her men on stilts.
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CONTRAST
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.'
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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.
ReplyDeleteI love to watch clouds and your poetic observation is very apt.
LOL well she'll have to stretch up a bit if she likes her men on stilts! ^__^
ReplyDeleteOn stilts! LOL Maybe that's because of the metal.
ReplyDeleteLove 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.
ReplyDelete— K
Kay, Alberta, Canada
An Unfittie's Guide to Adventurous Travel
You are an incredible Succinctly Yours-er! What a rollicking good rhyming time I've had here today! Thanks!
ReplyDeleteYour poem cracked me up! What a match for the picture...
ReplyDeleteWell, 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?!
ReplyDeleteAlways fun to read your clever posts. This one is a hoot! Love those men on stilts!
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This was great!! I loved it. So well put together!
ReplyDeleteGreat poem...she must like guys who think BIG!
ReplyDeleteLove your poem! As always, the flow is great; and the "stilts" reference was terrific. Funny!
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