You know what? I've never used poetry as an emotional outlet or anything of that sort. No, when I try to write a poem it is generally because I'm trying to be impressive, or because I find them amusing. Thus it seems I usually end up posting them on people's Facebook walls. As I feel bad for having been so awful at posting stuff recently I've decided to bring you some this Facebook Featured Poetry.
Double Feature:
Double feature picture show!
Lots of creatures fast and slow!
Why are you waiting? It's time go!
2for1 on Science Fiction.
Super old, so no age restrictions!
We've got Space ship laser gun depiction
and defiance against alien conscription!
The Heights will feed your nerdy childhood addictions,
with tons of classic science fictions.
Forget your spouse and forget your teachers
It's time to sit in theater bleachers
for a science fiction double feature!
[yes I realize there are no bleachers just comfy chairs,
but rhyming is hard and who really cares?]
Peter's Birthday Rap:
That's right, he's Pe-ter,
and even Je-ter,
isn't nea-ter,
except in the bathroom
cause Peter pees by the liter.
On the manly guage,
he can't be upstaged,
became a pokemon trainer when he came of age.
He lives up in space,
fights with a mace,
and with a regal grace,
he'll smash in your face.
But he always carries an umbrella
just in case,
Cause he's prepared,
ain't never scared,
never picks truth
cause he always picks dare.
But his life history,
is not a mystery,
cause his Facebook page,
says he's gained an age,
which means I just gots to say,
with some word play,
have a Happy Birthday
O-kay?
Tokushima no Haiku:
Tokushimashi
Awa Odori aru!
...soredake da.
[Tokushima burg,
It has the dance festival!
...that's pretty much it.]
“The Invisible Man” Haiku:
Invisible Man
Why won't they leave him alone?
Too late, now he's mad!
Why Is There A Band-Aid On Your Arm?
Because my current occupation
has contract stipulation
against virus inundation
causing patient devastation
and to stop such an altercation
I had this needle penetration
deliver a vaccination
to prevent an influenza infestation.
And that's the explanation
to this band-aid presentation
on my arm.
A Nora Borealis:
There's something in the sky today,
there's something very queer.
The cosmos is a ballet today,
and it's got me grinning ear to ear.
It's a Nora Borealis
and it's set the sky aglow.
The heavens a dance palace,
casting colors to and fro.
The moon is doing plies today,
as the stars do pirouettes.
The comets pop&lock today,
as the wind plays clarinet.
It's a Nora Borealis
and the atmospheres a stage,
take to the air like Daedalus
as you dance away your age.
There's something in the sky today,
a cosmic celebration.
It's Nora Gay's birthday today,
so join in the jubilation.
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