Sitting here
Feeling tortured
Cuz nothing rhymes
With apple orchard
And apples is
Another word
To rhyme something with
Is hard and absurd
But hubby said
Write today’s ditty
About the orchard we saw
But this ain’t pretty
And so about apples
You’ve learned nothing new
And I’m happy to say
This apple poem’s through
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Writing a poem makes some folks a-feared
But really it isn’t all that terribly weird
If at first the words don’t rhyme
Take a deep breath and take your time
The right phrase will hit you when you least expect
And your creation will have the perfect effect
You’ll be proud of your poem, trust me on this
Because rhyming words brings happiness and bliss
So give it a try, what is there to lose?
Silly poetry wards away the blues
No, really! It’s better and safer than drugs
Composing a poem’s like getting warm hugs
So if you decide to try and you’re game
Drop me a line and await glowing fame
You can find out how by hitting the “Contact” button
And you’ll soon be rhyming words like a poetry glutton!
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A holiday weekend and spring is here
The kid in me wants to stand up and cheer
Friday night was Passover at our neighbors’
We drank the fruit of the vine, reclined, and took a rest from our labors
Elijah stayed away despite a clear invite
Oh well, the rest of us had a real pleasant night
Saturday we gardened and watched the Masters
We shopped and we planned so Easter dinner would not be a disaster
Biscuits and ham and Easter lasagna with artichokes
The table decorated with bunnies–they’re right cute little blokes
Church and cooking and mingling with friends
And now it appears our weekend is at an end.
So happy holiday greetings to you all I do hereby send.
They tell me I should be bloggin’
To hit people over the noggin
About how clever and witty and funny I be
So that y’all can’t wait to see
My books!
A poet I am not
But on Sundays I’ll give it a shot
Filling cyber-space with this kind of rot
And then when you read my actual mystery plots
You won’t have no regrots