From Victoria:
Write a poem that has at least three numbers in it.
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You know I had to do my zip code format. Lol.
ReplyDeleteOne
Two four
Seven seven
is the zip code for the town
I live: Saugerties, NY.
Of course!.
DeleteLOL. Should have thought of that. I knew that was your format.
Deletecute take on the prompt!
DeleteI am enamored of 2021
ReplyDeletebecause it is not
any of the years between
2016 and 2020.
Cute!
DeleteI hope it's better than 2020. Couldn't get too much worse.
DeleteReminds me of waiting for 2010 and HAL
Delete2021 please!
this was definitely a challenging year and i’m sure everyone would like to delete from the calendar!!
DeleteActually, long term, perhaps it will prove to have some undiscovered benefits, so no, not me.
DeleteNonsense Poem
ReplyDeleteTwo old men
couldn't count to ten,
so they settled for four,
and said, "No more!"
LOL. Cute and fun.
DeleteFour hands are better than two! Fun poem.
DeleteFUnny -- I like it.
DeleteThanks one and all.
Deleteyes, Tasha..that was kinda cute fora short take on the prompt...
DeleteThe Countdown
ReplyDelete5... I can feel the cold as time is winding down
4... I don't know if I'm ready for this
3... I change my mind but it's too late
2... I dont have much longer and I'm scared
1... This is the end and I brought it on myself
0... There's nothing left for me here
Gone....
Ouch! Original thought, to be sure. Welcome!
DeleteWow. Intense. Welcome to our group!
DeleteCounting regrets..... triggers ideas for bucket list. Well done.
DeleteOh my Coley! I liked it! I hope to see you again!!!
DeleteOne two three.
ReplyDeleteEvery day.
If we all do it,
we can beat the virus.
One two three.
One. Wash your hands.
Happy birthday twice
or slow count to twenty
should be time.
Kill the virus.
Two. Cover your mouth.
Cover your nose too.
It isn't
comfortable,
but helps your neighbors.
Three. Social distancing.
Keep away.
at least six feet.
No hugs. No kissing
grandchildren. Yes, it's hard.
One two three.
Every day.
If we all do it,
we can beat the virus.
One two three.
that was very thoughtful and timely. I liked it a lot.
Deleteright on and well said and done!
DeleteCatchy life saving tips!
ReplyDeleteMARINE BIOLOGY
ReplyDeleteSpotted sea hares often
form mating chains
of three or more,
although as hermaphrodites
they could do one on one
or just one. The one
in front is strictly female, the one
behind male all the way,
the ones in the middle
having all the fun. Slipper
limpets stack up like pancakes
against a piling,
little males on top,
big females on the bottom.
When the male wants sex
he pokes his little penis down
past three, four, five, six
or maybe more
till it finds satisfaction,
past the other little males
and past the limpets
in the center of the stack,
who once were males
but no longer,
in the process of
becoming females,
but not yet.
Tiresias,
who had been both,
was asked by the gods
who enjoys sex more?
by a power of ten,
Tiresias replied,
it is the woman.
Hera, enraged,
her secret revealed,
blinded him,
but by then,
he'd seen it all.
yea. I like it a lot! I think a lot of people can relate with it...
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ReplyDeleteMARINE BIOLOGY
Spotted sea hares often
form mating chains
of three or more,
although as hermaphrodites
they could do one
on one
or just one. The one
in front is strictly
female, the one
behind male
exclusively,
the ones
in the middle
have it both ways.
Slipper limpets
stack up like pancakes
against a piling
at the end of a wharf
little males on top,
big females on the bottom.
When a male wants
Sex, he pokes his little
penis down past three,
four, five, six or
more. till it finds
satisfaction,
past the other little males
and past the limpets
in the center of the stack,
who once were males
but no longer,
becoming females,
but not yet.
Tiresias,
who had been both,
was asked by the gods
who enjoys sex more?
by a power of ten,
Tiresias replied,
it is the woman.
Hera, enraged,
her secret revealed,
blinded him,
but by then,
he'd seen it all.
I love the poem and love it that you post revisions. Reading both is a good learning exercise. "having all the fun" was telling. I like "have it both ways" better.
DeleteYou are amazingly knowledgeable! Great poem, too. Thanks for educating us. Fun.
Deleteit’s good but some of the first revision should have been left . It lost something without the italics too.. in my humble opinion... of course
DeleteYou’re right about the italics.
DeleteYou’re right about the italics.
Delete
ReplyDeletewhen i was 4
i had a friend
Bobby was his name
he was only 3
but brave as he
could be
i asked him to go
to california with me
he said yes
so we started on
our journey
we walked and walked
west we went
and ended up downtown
2 cops decided to pick us up
and found out that
we were missing
moms came to
pick us up
but mine was mad as a hornet
the cops told me
for kidnapping i’d spend
my life in jail
mom said when i got home
a whoopin’ awaited me
well, I got home and took
the belt and it didn’t even
cure me
I still ran off
all the time
with California on
my mind
Loved those last four lines, and the rest of the poem too, but those four !Wow!
ReplyDeleteThis is wonderful.
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