Tag Archives: wordplay

Fashion Sense

December 15, 2014 by Charron's Chatter Comments Off on Fashion Sense

 rabbithat

droppin’

bonnet

(with a B)

discardin’

tricky hare

(QT)

strainin’ ears

thru fine-tooth

comb

re: sievin’ sound

of dressy poem

 – – – –  a burstin’

 seem  – – – –

to top my hocks

below the

~belt~

by unput socks

caught on hem of

denims

d

-o

–w

—n

neat as seat

of trousers ’round

shirt kept on

with rolled-up cuffs

hidin’ aces

well enough

handled soft

as kiddy

(gloves)

fit just so

& just above

birthday suit

that’s where to start

to cover up

a misplaced

♥ heart ♥

found on sleeve

near poker hand

concealed cache

for magic man.

©Karen Robiscoe

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8 is Enough

December 14, 2014 by Charron's Chatter Comments Off on 8 is Enough

Blue_godmother
 
you 2

can celebrate

the 1 god
 
 
 
a 3-some

so holy

it be 4 Noble Truths

astride 4 apocalyptic horses

–found in the Torah’s 5 books—

avoiding the

sick

6th

sic

mistake

of

devil worship

filling 7 bowls

with 7

wrathful grapes

pips included

prior to embarking

on that ∞ ly folded

path to redemption

…

* ticks off fingers *

…

well, folded

at least

8x,

I was

never good

at math….

©Karen Robiscoe

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and that’s why he needed an Ark

December 12, 2014 by Charron's Chatter Comments Off on and that’s why he needed an Ark

 

the sea went missing

way before Moses,

~evaporated~

I supposes,

returning to

a cloudy sky–

–leaving desert

high & dry,

compelling

would-be

could-be

swimmers,

surfers

waders

skinny

dippers,

skiers

sailors

cruise ship

skippers,

to wait for

rainfall

tied in bow-ses,

ahead

of skimmin’

l’eau

with toe-ses.

wave

©Karen Robiscoe

prompt: gone missing

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Ray-Bans

December 12, 2014 by Charron's Chatter Comments Off on Ray-Bans

Karen Robiscoe dba CHARRONs CHATTER
meeting some people’s eyes is bruising

socket shiners

windows to mud-streaked souls
 
 
all blind spot

whether stripping

(or)

cracked

blackout lids

you see too much

glancing blows

(that)

splinter

& fracture

spitting shards of pane

phreak house phantasmagorias

pupils

>the dead kind<

that learned stuff no one needs to see…

©Karen Robiscoe

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First On Race Day

December 8, 2014 by Charron's Chatter Comments Off on First On Race Day

trophy_w_ribbon_1

3’s

a

crowd

&

2

too much

opt

4

spot

that’s

far

from

clutch,

1

is

lone

–it’s

—prime

—-it

—–starts!

&

bests

the

rest

with

no

odd

parts,

it’s

first

(in)

(verse)

once

pen

in

hand,

no

search

4

more–

just

pen

&

man.

it’s

sole

so

spare

it’s

fine

&

rare,

a

stag

to

brag,

but

not

to

share.

©Karen Robiscoe

daily prompt: monosyllables poem

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Maid Merry End

December 4, 2014 by Charron's Chatter Comments Off on Maid Merry End

mop_and_bucket

when does a “to do” list

become a bucket list,

a “must do this”

but “f*ck that” list…

when “to do”

or “to die”

is today

or to try, lest–

passing years

find ink just

dried grist

a tucked-into-pocket

reason to sigh, since

wish without action

is stuck in the mud, it’s

just up to you

not luck

or a near miss…

©Karen Robiscoe

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the 3rd Bird

December 4, 2014 by Charron's Chatter Comments Off on the 3rd Bird

cntrl F

A pigeon whose bridge is

wire in blue

admires the newsprint

absorbing his poo

warbling his Window

–seat’s truer than true

cooing a moot streak

in doody-ful spew…

while bird who’s invested

in feathering nest is

best at peacocking

and puffing your breast

pretending & mocking

with zeal and zest

as long as this effort

furthers his quest…

but peckers are

wreckers, their

song just affect

an advance in pecking

to subsequent deck

a pat, pretty phrase

you’ve come to expect

a characteristic

they’ve come to perfect

since parrot can praise

but can’t give a feck…

©Karen Robiscoe

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