Intended for Teaching

I will try to persuade my readers so they can learn today
I have good writing skills, and I have something to say
Following instructions can simplify your job
This should keep you from being a slob
Instructions will tell you what to do
Knowledge is always helpful too
Learning helps us to store and use information
You should always use your imagination
Teachers help students with their lessons
This can be one of the most rewarding professions
It can also be one of the worst if the students are bad
My work as a substitute ended up being very sad

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

She Has a Nice Personality

This is how you are supposed to describe a person that is ugly, but unattractive girls are said to be better in bed, because they are willing to try harder.  They will do things to please their lover, like eating him up as if he’s the last piece of chocolate cake left in the entire universe, and they are absolutely starving to death.  Every night the beautiful people are able to find each other, as attraction comes natural to them, like a powerful wave that is seemingly unstoppable, however for the less fortunate, they are forced to look for others who are on their level of attractiveness.  It is entirely possible that an ugly person could find love by meeting a non-judgmental person, who likes them for their internal beauty and understands the difference between love and physical attraction, but that is not likely.  There are certain people who prefer a mate that has a little more cushion for the pushing, but many of these chubby chasers are ashamed to let anyone know about their preferences.

Unobtainable beauty ideals have many people questioning their self-worth, based solely on their appearance.  The truth is that if you are called ugly enough times, you will start to believe it and since ugly is as ugly does, by believing this, you will inadvertently make yourself ugly.  A person is what they are and not what they look like, and if you tell yourself that you are ugly, your thoughts could become reality.  Ugly can spread like a super virus, consuming everything in its path.  We all seem to judge books by their covers and choose the ones with the covers that make us feel good, so it is not much fun being ugly.  Everybody gets a laugh at ugly jokes, so when the kid asked their mom if they were ugly, the mom replied, “I told you not to call me mom in public.”  Even models are not totally satisfied with the way that they look, and their pictures are often photoshopped to get rid of what they consider to be flaws.  Everyone will experience some criticism and rejection as there are only a handful of winners and the rest of us will need to struggle to get by.

Having a nice personality is considered to be an external factor, but it will make the sex better.  You could hook up with a person that is not hot looking and does not have a great body, well let’s just say the word ugly, but sometimes you just connect to a person.  I have been desperate at times after being tantalized and teased by legions of girls that were way out of my league.  I admit to having scraped the bottom of the barrel, because I knew it was going to be a sure thing.  From the beginning, I just closed my eyes and decided to go with it.  I was satisfied, as it wasn’t what I would call a negative experience, because once we made it, there were those mouthwatering oooh’s and ahhh’s that oozed out of both of us.  I never hooked up with the young urban maid again, even though she was a real fox in the sack, and I am thinking about taking a sabbatical from having any type of relationship.

Written for Sheryl’s Daily Word Prompt – Urban, for the Daily Spur prompt – Satisfied, for EM’s Random Word Prompt Legion, for FOWC with Fandango – Negative, for Ragtag Community – Fox, for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix – Double Take hosted by weejars aka Sarah where she asks us to use the homophones Made and Maid and Oooh and Ooze, for SueW and GC Weekly Prompts Challenge – Beginning, for Di’s Three Things Challenge prompt words – Mouthwatering, Tantalize, Tease and for Word of the Day Challenge Prompt – Sabbatical.


I like my tequila; I drink it a lot
Sometimes I will drink tequila at sunrise
I’m always ready for a tequila shot

I drink tequila when I’m out with the guys
When I drink tequila, I avoid the worm
Thank you very much, but that is not a prize

There is something about it, that makes me squirm
I don’t want to see it inside my bottle
You can’t tell me that it doesn’t have a germ

Drinking tequila make me go full throttle
I never claimed to be like Aristotle

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix Lucky Dip hosted by weejars aka Sarah where she has asked us to write a Terza Rima poem which has an eleven-syllable count in each line and a rhyming scheme of aba, bcb, cdc, dd.

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.