Tag Archives: verse

>a healthy clime<

September 16, 2014 by Charron's Chatter Comments Off on >a healthy clime<

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Chased by dangerously quick leaves,

sundowners

~caress~

&

–withdraw—

and I seek the pOetry Owl in vane…
 
 
Not his look,

–but allure–

lore just a given,

Measured

by Muse,

headlights heckle the gloam,

but can’t stop

-free’ing

–verse

—that–

—-finds me at last.

…a star-crossed seduction…

& wind Howls at

divided path

decided,

but sundowners

,still,

as sundowners

will

‘calming with the balm

of mid-September,

a Neverland

wandered,

an

Ēlýsion

remembered…

…

we were both gods,

you & I,

–you forgot—

wind gales & gusts

its lyric lines Musical

and adrift I sail,

in

thought

-full-

r i f t l e s s,

Cee

the unmapped

dared to disCover,

‘Big Dipper

eating up foothills

by the spoon.

 

©Karen Robiscoe

 

FREE VERSE
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Tomato * To-maht-oh…it’s still Ketchup

September 14, 2014 by Charron's Chatter Comments Off on Tomato * To-maht-oh…it’s still Ketchup

 smiley_think

the very best things

in life are free

–except there’s no free lunch

’cause talk is cheap

when out to eat,

while money talks a bunch…

a shoulder shrug,

will oust that bug

–closed mouths are free of flies,

not briny wine,

but honey, fine,

will tempt them from the sky…

since more is merry,

but so contrary,

to company of two,

as trios crowd,

I’ll say

>aloud<

opposing what I do…

but that’s all good!

it’s understood,

that opposites attract…

still matching birds,

are much preferred,

when flocking in a claque.

oh, what the hell

(a road paved swell)

good turns deserve their kind,

I’ll beat my drum,

despite the thrum,

of great, conforming minds…

Inquisitive’s

the way I live,

this cat has lives of nine,

I’ll

…hesitate…

but won’t be late

and run to make up time.

in absence grows,

the reddest rose,

while ‘out-of-sight forgets…

the dog-eared book,

that’s worth a look,

to folks in better dress….

You’re not too old

to learn anew,

though curs of age are fixed,

since knowledge learned,

has danger curve,

while ignorance is bliss…

List of conflicting adages I employed to make up this ditty.

The best things in life are free

There’s no such thing as a free lunch.

♦

Talk is cheap

Money talks.

♦

A closed mouth catches no flies

You catch more flies with honey than vinegar.

♦

The more, the merrier

Two’s company; three’s a crowd.

♦

Do as I say, not as I do

Actions speak louder than words.

♦

Opposites attract

Birds of a feather flock together

♦

The road to hell is paved with good intentions

One good turn deserves another.

♦

March to the beat of your own drummer

Great minds think alike.

♦

Curiosity killed the cat

Cats have nine lives.

♦

Haste makes waste

He who hesitates is lost.

♦

Absence makes the heart grow fonder

Out of sight is out of mind.

♦

Clothes make the man

You can’t judge a book by its cover.

♦

You’re never too old to learn

You can’t teach an old dog new tricks.

♦

A little knowledge is a dangerous thing

Ignorance is bliss.

♦

FREE VERSE, POETRY, VERSE
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Silver Lines

September 10, 2014 by Charron's Chatter Comments Off on Silver Lines

 suncloudy

the sun still shines

on cloudy days

in silvered lines

 

define

~the haze~

the sun still shines

 

its warmth behind

in hidden rays

in silvered lines

 

bedewing clime

where sight is razed

the sun still shines

 

though grand design

is shadowed maze

in silvered lines

 

of sky

and phrase

the sun still shines

in silvered lines.

©Karen Robiscoe

LATELY, VERSE, VILLANELLES
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p-inK sHades

September 10, 2014 by Charron's Chatter Comments Off on p-inK sHades

Video_film_4

A book is like a photograph,

stilling life eternal,

in page preserved,

through written word,

captured truths—but kernels… booksmallWith long-range lens,

and shutter speeds,

the sum of facts collective,

of angle chosen,

& moment frozen,

is viewpoint that’s subjective.

Video_film_4

Telescopes & microscopes

Kaleid in scopes mosaic,

dynamic mix,

of words that click,

that magnifies prosaic.

booksmall

Like Polaroids,

of time gone by,

cut & paste to montage…

The focus rests,

with authoress,

who captions ink collage.

Bunny_in_spotlight

©Karen Robiscoe

Note: I crashed a “creative non-fiction writing” class at our beautimous SBCC–a top-rated junior college here in SB (it isn’t in SD!) and am positively entranced with the definition of what constitutes “creative non-fiction”. Memoirs…essays….all subject to that fickle beast o’ memory & perception, it is really a broad term. Anyway. It inspired this ditty…which is, BTWs, absolutely true….:)

POETRY
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Rap it Up

September 7, 2014 by Charron's Chatter Comments Off on Rap it Up

Happy New year, everybuddy. :)

Tabby tells

things she shouldn’t

spilling beans

she said she wouldn’t

through sealed lips

she’ll kiss and tell

Tabby is a

n’er do well..

her motor mouth

shoots rapid-fire

dishing dirt

a constant crier

a whistle that forever blows

Tabby keeps you in the know…

She unbags cat

no Schrodinger

and talks such smack

to totes strangers

she chats you up at wait for bus,

but keep an eye

Tab’s dangerous

she’ll toss you under

just because,

so if you want

to keep the peace

don’t tell Tab

she writes the beats

for gossip rags you might avoid,

because of course,

Tab’s a Tabloid.

tabby bloid©Karen Robiscoe

daily prompt: gossips

LATELY, VERSE
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Common Cents

September 7, 2014 by Charron's Chatter Comments Off on Common Cents

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if any-any

thoughts were pennies,

you bet I’d think a lot,

& Sparkletts jars,

would board this bard,

just on second thoughts.

If nickels rained,

for every bane,

that finds itself repeating,

I’d play the slots–

*4-nickel pots*

because I’m kind of greedy.

If dropping dimes,

amassed in time,

I’d gladly be the fodder

with secrets told,

I’d roll like gold–

those dimes until they’re dollars.

Yes, at all costs,

I’d balance books,

and turn clichés around…

with bottom dollar,

& prudence proper,

& pennies for a pound.

©Karen Robiscoe

POETRY, VERSE
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the Nanny Diaries

September 6, 2014 by Charron's Chatter Comments Off on the Nanny Diaries

pops in

what if Mary Poppins

crashed a different family

on western range

would that then change

the practice of that nanny?

what if that

umbrella’d gal

wafted down in Super Cal

with PABA spoons

and surfing tunes

in place of rhymes banal?

& what if Poppins

also dropped in

amid a brood of outlaws

would Billie’s Kid

contain his Id

with fragilistic chalk draws?

Could spoons of sweet

de-spur his feet

and expial his docious?

would banks keep bucks

and sweeps lose luck

if Poppins

were precocious?

 

 

 

 

VERSE
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