Posted in Current Events, Laughter, Poetry in Motion

Dazzling

Shall you pour yourself a nice tall drink

If you plan to come and sit?

Shall I bore you with my rhetoric

Or dazzle you with wit?

 

Should you enjoy my company

Shall you visit me again

If you invite me to return

Will you appear insane?

 

Should I hold back on intros

Or should I call your name?

Should I hold close my secret desires

And say you never came?

 

For it is with my eyes wide shut

That I must say to you

I’ve wrapped you in my latest web

As all black widows do~~~

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Posted in Current Events

Six Months in the Blogging Business

Hi Everyone, In all of our day to day ripping and running, I just realized we are in our sixth month of blogging! It’s hard to believe we’ve been at this for a whole half a year!

In honor of this great accomplishment and because we’ve gained so many new blogger friends, I’ve decided to re-share some of the things we’ve posted since our humble beginning.  (I plan to re-post in a series with the first one being posted within the hour) Enjoy, and by all means, feel free to comment, share and or re-blog!

 

 

 

Posted in Current Events

Prompt: Share the highlights

Prompt: Share the highlights of either your morning (…. Folgers In My Cup),  your afternoon (Lunch On Me),  or your evening (Dinner Is Served) in list form and in 100 words or less  give or take a couple of words

… Folgers in my Cup…coffee-and-breakfast1

  1. misplaced one of my socks
  2. found my sock in my daughter’s dog’s kennel, wet and with 4 new holes
  3. dropped my earring in the toilet
  4. wished I had closed the toilet lid
  5. tripped over my daughter’s dog and bumped my head on the door
  6. wished my daughter didn’t have a dog
  7. locked myself out of my house
  8. found an unlocked window and climbed through it to get back in
  9. wished I was 50 pounds lighter and the window was 6 inches wider
  10. also wished those vertical blinds that fell on my head as I was climbing in were vinyl and not wood
Posted in Current Events, Poetry in Motion

Ewe No A Lyre

Ok everyone, I recently became a member of a poetry “club” and today I decided to enter a contest sponsored by one of the members.
The title of the contest is “Only Homo’s Allowed”

Now before anyone gets off task allow me to elaborate…

The word homo is from the Greek word meaning same and according to Wikipedia a homophone is a word that is pronounced the same as another word but differs in meaning, and may differ in spelling. The words may be spelled the same, such as rose (flower) and rose (past tense of “rise”), or differently, such as carat, caret, and carrot, or to, two, and too

Ok, here are the instructions:
“What I want is at least 10 lines or more
Any form is acceptable. But funny is always better
You must include as many Homophones as you can, If
buy chance you include a word that could have been a
Homophone and missed it, you will be N/A
There will be one first, second and third place only
Thank you and good Luck”

So here goes nothing…(let me know what you think)

Ewe No A Lyre

their once was a man with a bore
who worked down at the local bizarre
the bore eight corn colonels four lunch
and blew genes whir awl the man war

owe the bore eight serial two
from a plait unlike me oar ewe
we wood knead a bowl and a spoon
ore a mop wood bee totally due

won fine weak day mourn wile working
he brood tee four the men who maid toys
making tee and giving assistants
was that witch maid the mane men
his buoys

his gnu fame was nice
and it urned hymn
a day too lien back and relax

sow he went strait too his sweet
and wile still on his feat
he eight mince, mustered, pees and bare meet

at work he aloud his ant two chute bawl
butt four know obvious reason at awl
she through bred and plumb pi at
the goal

he chaste her aweigh
butt owe my he felt sow bad
sew he cent her to scents and a flour
and aloud her two come back inn an our

the gilt she felt
brought her pane
four she new she ode hymn sew much
she gathered her teem just inn thyme
two sing thank ewe sow very much.

win he herd the whey
they whir singing
it brought a tier too his I

he ran too the gait
two waive wildly
wile screaming a hi pitched buy by.

by Rochelle Harris

Posted in NaPoWriMo, Poetry in Motion, Riddle Me This

NaPoWriMo Day 13

Today’s prompt: “today I challenge you to write a riddle poem”

This one’s easy for me as I have a “Riddle Me This” category right here on my blog. Although I considered copying and pasting one of my old riddles I decided to write a new one just for NaPOWriMo.

Here ye here ye

Let it be known

Im still really small

Even when I’m full grown

Either way Im very helpful

During youth or old age

My worth does not waiver

No matter my life stage

I pig out on things

That creep some folks out

Im quick when I grab em

As I lurk all about

So not everyone values

My size, style, or worth

Is it my color

Or perhaps my girth

Wait, I’m no fat guy

Im sleek, slender and slim

Im fast when I move

I go limb to limb

Got it now? Do you know what I am?

Ok need more clues

Look closely at the pic

At the different green hues

Im right there in front

Im trying to blend in

You can call me Waldo

When you find me you win!

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