Morning Haiku and Waka – January 14, 2015

Fountain Path

tinkling on the path
an old water fountain flows
alone in Riva

the gravelly beach
swishing splashing water sings
evening high tides

plop plop kurplunk
new rings in the lily pond
fat old frogs croak

chitter cackling call
piercing the early dawn
mysterious bird
calls a greeting to the sun
landing in the courtyard

© G.s.k. ‘15

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Inspired by Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

 

The Cat, The Dog and The Yellow Bird – fun poem – January 9, 2015

The Cat, The Dog and The Yellow Bird

Yum Yum kitty
Was a naughty little cat
Meowing in the kitchen
He spat at the dog.

Bow-wow went Ol’ Spot
He wagged his stubby tale,
Then crunched his moldy bone
And went plop on the couch.

Twitty Titty yellow bird
Chitter-chattered in his cage
Watched all the fun below
‘Til the cat caught him in his gaze
.
With a purr in his belly
Kitty leaped up with a whoosh
Going poing off the bars
He went smack on the ground.

Ol’ Spot growled and barked
Twitty Titty squawked and  screeched
‘Til the mistress with a pitter patter
Ran to see the cause of all the clatter …

In a blink of an eye, seeing what was the matter,
She wacked that naughty kitty
With her broom and swept him
Swoosh, right out the door!

© G.s.k. ‘15

Onomatopoeia for Chris

The Tyke – Quatrain – January 9, 2015

Emperor's New Clothese in Odense. Wikimedia.

So pompous and vain
The President came
To show us all
His new Fashion for fall …

A paunch and much flab
(In need of re-hab)
We all stood in awe
At what we saw.

When up piped a tyke
From his red and blue bike,
With a joyous titter
His eye all a-glitter ..

“You should go on a diet
Man you’re really a riot
You should put on some clothes
(Or you’ll be blowin’ your nose!)”.

We the people surprised
Let out a laugh and then sighed
For all thought that He
Was better than we …

He said his new clothes
Could be seen only by those
Who were innocent and pure …
We could throw no stones … so we weren’t sure
If t’was safe to say that we saw
The old boozer in the raw.

 

© G.s.k. ‘15

Anderson’s moral was that yes, the Emporer was a pompous fool, but that the people are sheeple for one reason or another. (This is a quatrain with a sestina ending .. but I put it in the quatrain category).  I didn’t have to adapt it too much for our modern times … seemed pretty well stated as it was.

Written for Tale Weaver’s Prompt – Mindlovesmisery’s Menagerie

Morning Haiku and Waka – December 30, 2014

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tinkling in the wind
shells hang along the terrace
summer’s song

muddy waters
like the great Mississippi
snow melts

spiderweb
gossamer threads shimmer
in the kitchen corner

preparing a feast
eyes close by themselves
chopping onions

© G.s.k. ‘14

Exploding Light – Shadorma – December 25, 2014

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candle light
through a glass design
the glass splits
exploding
slivers of glass fly about
cutting my finger

candle holder
explodes from the heat
the cut burns

© G.s.k. ‘14

Linked to Mindlovesmisery’s Menagerie –  BJ’s Shadorma& Beyond

The Christmas Gift – Friday Fictioneers – December 18, 2014

PHOTO PROMPT - Copyright = Douglas M. MacIlroy

PHOTO PROMPT – Copyright – Douglas M. MacIlroy

The Christmas Gift

Genre: Haibun

Mary-Anne had stolen David Wayne from Cathy-Anne. The blonde haired beauty sat by him in the lunch room at Elm Street Elementary School his Christmas present in her hand.  She opened the wrapped box, let out a yell and dropped the object on the table as she ran away in tears.

Cathy-Anne had watched the scene from the next table.  She picked up the box and then  exclaimed: “Oh this is so beautiful!”

“She’s really a silly kitty isn’t she?” said David Wayne, “Let’s go play ‘Magic’!”

 

Christmas present
wrapped in bright red paper
spider and cockroach

© G.s.k. ‘14

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He followed me Home – Power Short – November 26, 2014

 

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Pawel Kuczynski

 

Riding down highway 101 the police officer jumped off his chopper and pulled out his gun. “That’s the Monsanto sheep you’ve stolen, my friend” said the cop, “I just got the bulletin!”  As he called up for back-up he took the rope from the guy’s lax hand.

“I didn’t steal it and now that’s a fact!” said the chap dressed from head to foot in merino menswear. “It jump over it’s fence just a little ways back and follow me hence.”

A few day’s later, the judge had to agree after doing a few experiments. The sheep followed anyone dressed in merino wool, out of sheer loneliness, the zoologist for the defense explained. Monsanto’s newest invention … merino sheep made for fleece, recognized the wool of a fellow sheep, or so it thought.

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A Gourmet’s Soul – Free Verse – November 17, 2014

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Jose Fernando, Still Life With Oysters, Lemon and Belgian Beer

 

A subtle mix is a gourmet’s soul
His palate is his most erogenous zone –
To taste fresh fish an orgiastic event
That yields great sighs and lingering smiles –
With hints of toasty bits of bread and wine
You’ll have good sex with him anytime –
So don’t despair my darling girl –
Buy him fresh oysters and abalones …

(C) G.s.k. ’14

 

Sunday Whirl words: lingering, fresh, tends, palate, hints, sex, yields, toasty, soul, mix, subtle

Red Wolf Poems

Wordle – I Lost My Temper – November 11, 2014

The Abbey of Thelema – Click photo for credits.

My story’s quickly told …
It was just a small mistake
Yes, I lost my temper
And was a wee bit brash …
But yon old beggarly sot,
They tell me he’s a wizard!
Perhaps I should be going off …

Old believer in Thelema they say,
Yon heretic, weathered and briny man,
He came into my bakery and starts …
Clutching my apron and shirt,
And in the end,  leaves a gooey mess
From his peanut-brittle sticky hands …

My best cambric shirt – ruined!
I begin to shout and curse …
“You gluttonous lout!” says I
“Look what you’ve gone and done!
Nary a tribe of famished kiddies,
Can lick this mess away!”

Then I swipe at my clothes with vigor
Though slowly I begin to wonder – for
He looked at me with thunderous eyes, and
They say he’s a mighty deacon
Among the Thelemic number …
Aye, and sinister stories I’ve heard of hexes
I fear what he may yet do – next …

(c) G.s.k. ’14

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The wordle contains 12 words those words are:

1. Thelemic (permitting people to do as they like) 2.Leaves 3. gluttonous 4. Weathered 5. Swipe 6. Tribe 7. Gooey 8. Tiff 9. Apron 10. Lick 11. Brittle 12. Horizontal

 

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