Ode to honey-
Bees are attracted to honey
Not vinegar. Mom always says.
Honey is sweet, smooth with a golden color.
It is infectious if you let it.
Honey can get everywhere.
You cannot be deceived by honey.
Vinegar can look like drinkable sweet water.
Until you open the bottle.
The strong smell doesn't tickle your senses.
It's bitter to taste.
It is a natural disinfectant,
good to clean with.
So those who are like Honey will gather spread love.
Those who are like Vinegar will chase out the love.
Monorhyme poem
The gleaming instrument is a bell.
Packed inside the clock makes time tell.
Get up! Time to go to work, go to school, get the mail.
Time; the task master, with it you cannot fail.
The on going ringing of the bell,
makes you want to drink some ale.
If you did drink ale.
So instead you grab some water, more healthier you tell.
On and on you go though, only in time you sell.
Time to sell that blasted bell.
What if poem
What if I could go back in time.
I might see the Parthenon be built twice!
Bees are attracted to honey
Not vinegar. Mom always says.
Honey is sweet, smooth with a golden color.
It is infectious if you let it.
Honey can get everywhere.
You cannot be deceived by honey.
Vinegar can look like drinkable sweet water.
Until you open the bottle.
The strong smell doesn't tickle your senses.
It's bitter to taste.
It is a natural disinfectant,
good to clean with.
So those who are like Honey will gather spread love.
Those who are like Vinegar will chase out the love.
Monorhyme poem
The gleaming instrument is a bell.
Packed inside the clock makes time tell.
Get up! Time to go to work, go to school, get the mail.
Time; the task master, with it you cannot fail.
The on going ringing of the bell,
makes you want to drink some ale.
If you did drink ale.
So instead you grab some water, more healthier you tell.
On and on you go though, only in time you sell.
Time to sell that blasted bell.
What if poem
What if I could go back in time.
I might see the Parthenon be built twice!
What if I did go back in time.
I could see the civilizations over run with mice.
What if I saw the great men in history.
I would ask them questions for directions thrice.
I know I couldn't, but if I could; would I?
Nature Personified poem.
Fire
Fire stars from a spark of lightning.
It consumes everything it touches.
The colors yellow, orange, and read dances in delight.
The forest screams as the fire does it's worst.
Rain comes and snuffs, suffocates the fire, giving the chance for a reborn.
Holiday poem
Memorial Day
Flags waving in the wind.
Smoke from family baroque, flowers in the flower shop.
Laughter at the telling of family stories.
Baroque chicken, aunt Mable's famous apple pie.
Cut flowers for the Vets. grave.
Memorial Day.
Alliteration Poem
Mr. Nutter found his Mutter on his butter.
"Flutter", says Mr. Nutter "I want your cutter."
"The Cutter will cut the mettle latter." Says Nutter.
"You are a nutter Mr. Nutter".
Says friend Flutter.
"Your mind is in a Flutter" Says Mr. Nutter.
"I'll tell you, it is better that the cutter will
cut the butter." Says Flutter.
It will matter that the butter is cut by the cutter.
"The mettle latter will not be cut by the Cutter. I'll tell you Mr.
Nutter"
You maybe right Friend Flutter, I'm afraid that the mettle
latter, have cut the cutter." Says Mr. Nutter.
"You are a nutter Mr. Nutter"
Said Friend Flutter.
A-B-A-B poem
In the middle of the meadow.
Is a rabbit hopping lazy in the sun.
Watching the rabbit is a widow.
On his back by watching the clouds, her son.
He sees dragons, turtles,and bears, imagination is his window.
The shadows come from the drooping of the sun.
The pair get up to run, laughing from the meadow.
Rictameter Poem
Singing
Joyful praises
Happy noises at home
Laughing, giggling as the song
progresses, melody combines harmony.
Different types of children laughter.
Adults come in with the base line.
Join in our song
Singing.
Quinzain Poem
Little boy with autism
Plays with the music
stand, singing.
The Quinzain Poem again was inspired by my nephew. At the time he was taking apart my music stand and putting it back together, while singing/ humming.
If You were poem
If you were a book
Then I am your reader.
I'd read you from cover to cover,
only if you were good.
You would keep me company during the
midnight hours.
Come to think of it I would "man" handle you!
Lantern Poem
Shoes
fabric
fun, flirty
hard 2' heel
Yellow bright
Slippers
Clerihew Poem
The way Robert had his breakfast.
With eggs,toast, and milk to break his fast.
He ate much gusto, he tore his toast.
Robert that silly man, liked his eggs the most.
This one about Robert, I was thinking of my Uncle. I was looking through some very old family pictures and he became my subject! He doesn't know so I hope he doesn't mind.
The 5 W's poem
Ruth
Had her lolly pop ,
in her hand,
her older brother took it,
he wanted the lolly pop.
The last poem
The burn
Exercising
Make muscles grow
Jumping up, down, heart rate speeds
Is it abusing the body?
Exhausted.
Nature Personified poem.
Fire
Fire stars from a spark of lightning.
It consumes everything it touches.
The colors yellow, orange, and read dances in delight.
The forest screams as the fire does it's worst.
Rain comes and snuffs, suffocates the fire, giving the chance for a reborn.
Holiday poem
Memorial Day
Flags waving in the wind.
Smoke from family baroque, flowers in the flower shop.
Laughter at the telling of family stories.
Baroque chicken, aunt Mable's famous apple pie.
Cut flowers for the Vets. grave.
Memorial Day.
Alliteration Poem
Mr. Nutter found his Mutter on his butter.
"Flutter", says Mr. Nutter "I want your cutter."
"The Cutter will cut the mettle latter." Says Nutter.
"You are a nutter Mr. Nutter".
Says friend Flutter.
"Your mind is in a Flutter" Says Mr. Nutter.
"I'll tell you, it is better that the cutter will
cut the butter." Says Flutter.
It will matter that the butter is cut by the cutter.
"The mettle latter will not be cut by the Cutter. I'll tell you Mr.
Nutter"
You maybe right Friend Flutter, I'm afraid that the mettle
latter, have cut the cutter." Says Mr. Nutter.
"You are a nutter Mr. Nutter"
Said Friend Flutter.
A-B-A-B poem
In the middle of the meadow.
Is a rabbit hopping lazy in the sun.
Watching the rabbit is a widow.
On his back by watching the clouds, her son.
He sees dragons, turtles,and bears, imagination is his window.
The shadows come from the drooping of the sun.
The pair get up to run, laughing from the meadow.
Rictameter Poem
Singing
Joyful praises
Happy noises at home
Laughing, giggling as the song
progresses, melody combines harmony.
Different types of children laughter.
Adults come in with the base line.
Join in our song
Singing.
Quinzain Poem
Little boy with autism
Plays with the music
stand, singing.
The Quinzain Poem again was inspired by my nephew. At the time he was taking apart my music stand and putting it back together, while singing/ humming.
If You were poem
If you were a book
Then I am your reader.
I'd read you from cover to cover,
only if you were good.
You would keep me company during the
midnight hours.
Come to think of it I would "man" handle you!
Lantern Poem
Shoes
fabric
fun, flirty
hard 2' heel
Yellow bright
Slippers
Clerihew Poem
The way Robert had his breakfast.
With eggs,toast, and milk to break his fast.
He ate much gusto, he tore his toast.
Robert that silly man, liked his eggs the most.
This one about Robert, I was thinking of my Uncle. I was looking through some very old family pictures and he became my subject! He doesn't know so I hope he doesn't mind.
The 5 W's poem
Ruth
Had her lolly pop ,
in her hand,
her older brother took it,
he wanted the lolly pop.
The last poem
The burn
Exercising
Make muscles grow
Jumping up, down, heart rate speeds
Is it abusing the body?
Exhausted.
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