Come Together

I am going to attempt to convey the idea of unity lost with this brief and thoughtful saying which is my epigram.
Unity is what Trump destroyed
The United States of America used to stand for something
Finger pointing, casting blame and spreading conspiracy theories
Turning the truth around to suit his own needs
Divided my country, never to be joined in spirit again
I don’t see us ever coming together any more

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix Lucky Dip hosted by weejars aka Sarah where she has asked us to write an epigram today.

Only Takes a Minute

I hope it is a lovely day
On Blue Jay Way
Climb up a tree
Drinking some tea

I can’t seem to find that darn cat
Hang up my hat
Run with my dog
Out in the fog

What should I do with the emu
Ain’t got a clue
I see a fox
It’s on the box

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix Lucky Dip hosted by weejars aka Sarah where she has asked us to write a Minute Poem which consists of 12 lines made up of 60 syllables formed into 3 stanzas of 8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4 syllables using a rhyme scheme of aabb, ccdd, eeff.

What in the Hell is a Grá Reformata

Well, in order to write one, you have to know that a couplet is two lines of verse, usually in the same meter and joined by rhyme, that form a unit.  You also need to know that a tercet is a set or group of three lines of verse rhyming together or connected by rhyme with an adjacent tercet, and that sounds confusing to me, but it just means that they rhyme with another triplet.  You also need to know what a villanelle is, and that is a nineteen-line poetic form consisting of five tercets followed by a quatrain.  A quatrain is a stanza of four lines, especially one having alternate rhymes.  A stanza is a group of lines forming the basic recurring metrical unit in a poem and this is also called a verse.  There is one other requirement for writing poetry of this type and that is knowing iambic pentameter.  If you don’t know this stuff, then don’t try to write a Grá Reformata.

Speech has inherently powerful rhythms and human beings are directed by these rhythms that begin in our brains and they control our heart beat and breathing.  We might tap our feet to music, or jump up and dance when we feel the music taking us to a happy place.  Everything we do is measured by the beat, duration, and capacity of our minds and bodies.  Verse is often used as a synonym for poetry, but it isn’t exactly the same, as the latter is a literary genre while the former is a form of language.  Verse is a written poetic composition that takes into account the metric syllables, beats, and rhythm of sentences and sets them into lines (also called ‘verses’) and stanzas.  Iambic pentameter is a difficult concept to grasp, but basically it is a line of verse with five metrical feet, each consisting of one short (or unstressed) syllable followed by one long (or stressed) syllable.

When you write in verse, you use accents, pauses, metric feet and words with similar or contrasting sounds to create a flow that, ideally, will transmit a feeling or image to the reader.  It is very common for verse to rhyme, although it isn’t necessary.  Metric feet in poetry, refers to the sound patterns that each foot in a verse represents.  A metrical foot or prosody, is the basic unit known as the property of a single verse that composes a pattern of rhythm and sound in a poem.  Within the unit, we can find a limited number of syllables that corresponds to the pattern of the foot.  Thus, each line of poetry will follow a certain meter in its words.  Each type of metrical foot has a certain number of syllables that combine long or stressed syllables with short or unstressed syllables.  The combination of them creates a type of meter.

Anapest, Caesura, Dactyl, Elision, and Trochee are different types of poetry feet, but we are interested in Iamb (as in Iambic) which is an unstressed syllable followed by a stressed one.  Pentameter is a line of verse consisting of five metrical feet, or of two halves each of two feet and a long syllable.  A Foot is a unit of measure in a metrical line, the syllables included in a kind of musical bar or measure. Meter is the pattern of accents in poems.  Falling meter will move (or fall) from stressed syllables to unstressed syllables, where a rising meter will move (or ascend) from unstressed to stressed.  Now that you know all of this, it is time to explain the Grá Reformata poem.

The Grá Reformata is based upon the Villanelle form.  Following the basic setting of the Villanelle, the Grá Reformata will have an extra couplet between each tercet.  This couplet can be either rhymed within the structure of the rest of the poem, or in free verse, but always in iambic pentameter.  The poem should end up being 27 lines in length with the following rhyming format:
The x consists of the rhymed, or unrhymed iambic couplet.  I need to find 13 words to match the “a” rhyme and 6 words that will match the “b” rhyme and then make each “x” line 10 syllables in length.

And so it begins
The pandemic is here
Break out the violins

The virus contained a specific gene
New strains emerged creating more problems

Scientists of many disciplines
Are trying their best to make this disappear
But idiots are in charge and we are paying for their sins

Wearing masks has become the new normal
Social distancing also stops the spread

This mess can’t be cleaned with napkins
Maybe I should try drinking some beer
Someone always loses, but someone also wins

The lines are too long to get a vaccine
I tried several times but no luck for me

Football is almost over, no more pigskins
Not a fan of Brady, but I am a Buccaneer
I will probably watch the game with the twins

Kansas City Chiefs will go to Tampa
The fans will be limited in person

Watching Super Bowl LV at Janet and Joycelyn’s
Janet gets so excited she screams in my ear
I guess that is better then getting kicked in the shins

If Tampa succeeds there will be plenty of grins
Both of these girls love to cheer
After the game, I may go to Lynn’s
She is a big fan of those Led Zeppelins

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix Lucky Dip hosted by weejars aka Sarah where she has asked us to write a Grá Reformata poem.

We May Never Get an Answer

I have so many questions about why all these people swallowed up Trump’s lies and even if they didn’t actually believe them, these hard-core supporters bought his snake oil thinking that he was the best thing for them.  They cried fraud being the result of systematic ballot tampering and voting software manipulation, because Trump had told them that was the only way that he could lose the last election.  Trump may be the world’s greatest con artist and he pulled their strings like a puppet master, because he was able to fabricate stories and his lemming followers would see “fake news” when he told them it was so.  Trump taught these people to hate, starting with Hillary, then making up things about the radical left, targeting the immigrants and using his psychological warfare to gain more and more followers relying on FOX News.

These people who attacked the Capitol on January 6th believed that Democracy was a threat to their lives and those far-right QAnon conspiracy theorists who believe in a deep state, that things get done in potentially secret and unauthorized networks of power operating independently of a state’s political leadership in pursuit of their own agenda and goals are the worst of the whack jobs.  These people are seeking order and control and they don’t seem to care about evidence, so they always have an answer no matter what the question is, because they feel that no one can prove them to be wrong.  Corruption oozed out of every pore on Trump’s body and the only way that he could have cleaned up the swamp was if he resigned on the first day that he took office.

He tore this country apart in for years and millions still support him and even if he does something that they don’t particularly like, they are still going to say that he is their man, because he says things that make them feel secure and they see him as a winner.  Trump supporters thought that he was bringing the country together, even at a time where he was tearing it apart.  They may have been doing well in the stock market, but many other Americans suffered under his administration

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix Opposing Forces hosted by weejars aka Sarah where she asks us to consider the antithetical, opposing, contrasting, mutually incompatible opposites of answer and question – together and apart.

Wow This is Different

Fan Favorite Challenge #1 – SAME SAME BUT DIFFERENT
Your ‘Same Same But Different’ task is to take the five challenge words and NOT use them in your writing. That’s right, you need to dig out your thesaurus and find a synonym for each word instead. Your words for the fan favorite challenge are:

  • year
  • health
  • happy
  • safe
  • beginning

The Earth made another trip around the Sun, but my condition was not improving.  I was content that most of my pain was gone due to the medications that I took, but I was not pleased or joyful or delighted that the medicine made me feel drowsy.  I kept wearing my mask and social distancing which made me feel secure and I hoped that I would get my vaccine soon so I could remain unscathed.  2021 should be the start of something good, especially with the inauguration of Joe Biden and things returning back to normal.

Fan Favorite Challenge #2 – DOUBLE TAKE
The ‘Double Take’ challenge focuses on the use of homophones to build your writing piece. You have two sets of homophones and you are challenged to use all of them in your response – which can be poetry or prose.

Your homophone sets this week are:
hole and whole


broach and brooch

Sometimes it may not be clear what a person is talking about, especially when homonyms are involved.  On the whole, taking everything into account, generally I think that somebody should patch up that hole before the ship sinks.  As I broach my plans for the New Year, I decided to cut back on wearing jewelry except for that butterfly brooch that I love so much.

Fan Favorite Challenge #3 – OPPOSING FORCES
This challenge is all about “opposing forces” and the use of antithesis in our writing. You will need to use the two opposing words in your response – which can be poetry or prose.

Your words this week are:
– front and back
– high and low

It might be a good idea to face things from the front and not look back.  Pete Townshend of the Who was called The Seeker because he kept on searching low and high.

Fan Favorite Challenge #4 – UNIQUE PERSONALITY
This challenge is all about the use of personification in writing. You will need to use the statement provided in your response – which can be poetry or prose.

Your statement using, personification is: The flowers we fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

The Sun embraced the flowers with its light and that made the flowers happy.  A bee stopped by for some nourishment and tickled the stamens on many of the flowers, causing them to open their petals wider and laugh.  Three butterflies stopped by to say hello and pass the time of day and then they fluttered off.

Fan Favorite Challenge #5 – MAD ABOUT METAPHOR
This challenge is all about the use of metaphor in writing. You will need to use the metaphor provided in your response – which can be poetry or prose.

Your metaphor this week is: Hope is on the horizon.

Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi you’re my only hope, but with the new vaccines on the way, there may be hope on the horizon.  Hope is intangible entity and it has no business being on the horizon, but if something does exist on the horizon, you can be certain that it will happen real soon.  Hope is reserved for good things and the reason that people hope is because they want things to turn out better than they currently are.

Fan Favorite Challenge #6 – SOUND BITE
This challenge explores the use of ONOMATOPOEIA. You will need to use the THREE onomatopoeic words in your response – which can be poetry or prose.

Your three words, using onomatopoeia are: bang, pop, splish

Bang, bang my baby shot me down, as pop goes the weasel and mermaids riding on whales splish into the sea.

Fan Favorite Challenge #7 – LUCKY DIP
The Lucky Dip challenge explores different poetry forms. Your poetry form this week is a Cinquain. See here for a format guide.

Line 1: One word (a noun, the subject of the poem)
Line 2: Two words (adjectives that describe the subject in line 1)
Line 3: Three words (-ing action verbs–participles–that relate to the subject in line 1)
Line 4: Four words (a phrase or sentence that relates feelings about the subject in line 1)
Line 5: One word (a synonym for the subject in line 1 or a word that sums it up)

Its form is defined by the number of words, it does not rhyme and there is no need to count syllables in each line.

Unrhymed beauty
Giving telling growing
Not an easy task

Fan Favorite Challenge #8 – RHYME TIME
The Rhyme Time challenge explores the use of rhyme in writing. Your rhyming words this week are:
– help
– yelp
– whelp
– kelp

The shape-shifting kelpie called out help when it got stuck in the kelp, welp it was not injured, so there was no reason to yelp.

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix hosted by weejars aka Sarah where we are discovering what the Fan Favorites are.

Christmas Poem

Christmas is over and my poem is here
Not sure what it is about, but it’s not Richard Gere
Our country is desperate for relief as Trump is setting criminals free
All the presents have been opened that were under my Christmas tree
Mexico never paid for the wall and he has made the swamp bigger
He only cares for himself, because he is just a gold digger
He called himself a wartime president when the pandemic hit
He hides out in the White House and he hasn’t done shit
Trump has divided our country and it may be beyond repair
He is the worst president ever and he has god awful hair
He takes good care of himself but he don’t seem to care about us
He ignores Russian hacking to the point where it is treasonous

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix Lucky Dip hosted by weejars aka Sarah where she has asked us to write a Christmas poem.

A Giant Named Og

A dog was caught in the bog with a hog and there was smog.
He went to Prague for a jog with a frog and then indulged in some grog with eggnog.
The next day he had hair of the dog and then looked for a yule log.
It was a had slog to get that log back home, so he ate a chili dog before he wrote the epilogue.
He decided that he would catalogue the dialogue for his monologue.
The cog helps the wheels on the bus to go round and round.

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix Rhyme Time hosted by weejars aka Sarah where she asks us to use the following rhyming words, dog, hog, bog, smog, slog and cog.