Tag: Rhyming verse

Unconditional Love

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Now don't be dismissive of daytime TV
Or feel any guilt at the time you call free
A face fills the screen and engages with you
Or a honey-toned voice-over person will do
To tell you some things and to show you some friends
You don't have to stay till the episode ends
You know the presenters and watched them evolve
To switch them off suddenly takes some resolve
It feels so unfriendly and heartless but then
They're always so happy to see you again
With their property pottery plants and antiques
The stories complete without plots taking weeks
Participants gladly delightedly wear
The best of their faces and outfits and hair
All styled and revised to appeal to your eyes
And none of it wrecked in a fight for a prize
It's warm but not meaningful nice and not deep
Relaxing informative soothing and cheap

Wonderplant

She called it a gapanthus
It’s a mystery my dear
I won it in a raffle
Not the crystal chandelier
But a pot with no instructions
Lacking clarity I fear
Just hinting with its leafage
That a flower might appear
So I’ll watch its progress daily
For at least about a year
Or until it dies or I do
I have simply no idea
Are its flowers firm or floppy
Are they fat or like a spear
Are they fragrant are they lasting
Would they fit behind the ear
Like a dainty little daisy
Or a big ballooning sphere
An enormous bursting firework
Quick to bloom and disappear
Now the waiting’s quite exciting
So I do not want to hear
From the friends who know it backwards
All well-meaning and sincere
No AI or gardeners’ programme
Is allowed to interfere
But when petals open I’ll invite
An expert panel here
And meanwhile I shall sprinkle it
With crisps and bottled beer
And hope a panthus doesn’t need
Instructions that are clear

Possibly

Balcony Folk Look Down at Lockdown – poem 34

look at the people all marching about 
making the most of the hour that they’re out 
swinging their arms all the bags are at home 
furloughed along with the iron and the comb 
no defined route just the whim of their feet 
swerving round all other soldiers they meet 
randomly crissing and crossing the green 
imagine some lines showing where they have been 
a map of their journeys like tangled up string 
with no destination extraordinary thing 
a fast-forward film of the aerial view 
would show all the dogs passing very quick poo 
and speed up the shoppers in Sainsbury’s queue 
we balcony dwellers need something to do 
like hang from a rope or a flying trapeze 
abandon all hope or swing down from your knees 
be gloomy and mope or sail over the trees 
and show you can cope with restrictions like these 
 

Let Off Lightly In Lockdown – poem 32

 
 
 
 How large is your problem 
 How long is a string
 What counts as catastrophe 
 Any old thing
 Good towels gone rigid
 Fresh cornflakes gone soft
 That thing that you liked 
 Surely lost from the loft
 Your socks all unravelled
 Your teabag just burst
 Such things didn’t seem
 Quite so tragic at first                                                                
 When news was exciting
 And frightening and new
 And clearing out cupboards
 Was cheering to do
 What fun it was finding 
 And fondling old junk
 And poking in plugholes
 And hoking out gunk
 But now for a challenge
 It's glum in this trough
 Let’s have some explosions
 Big fever bad cough
 An earthquake that sweeps you
 Off north on a flood
 Through rough seas and cyclones
 To boiling hot mud
 How big is your problem
 What's really at stake
 It’s not Armageddon
 To run out of cake
 Whatever you suffered
 And dreaded before
 The way to forget it
 Is suffer some more
  
  

Measham Looks Forward

 
 
 
 
News on 18th November 2020 
Main Street in Leicestershire village to Close for Roadworks on 16th January 2021
  
  
 The people are lovely in Measham
 Just not on the national stage
 They keep to the rules about Covid
 Well no-one’s been out for an age
 So what’s to be talked of in Measham
 They feel they are not where it’s at
 The regional news is too ghastly
 They need some community chat
 Beyond friends and family on facebook
 What gossip can neighbours all share
 Not football or glitzy occasions
 The Measham Times’ pages are bare
 But something has grown on a grapevine
 That’s Leicestershire Live it’s an app
 There’s going to be action in Measham
 To put the place back on the map
 It’s happening right at the centre
 The slow-beating heart of the town
 The word will get round pretty quickly
 To strap on your mask and get down
 There’s 32 hours of excitement
 Predicted in Leicestershire Live
 See action discuss the diversion
 Just go for that perilous drive
 Reporters competing for access
 Photographers lenses aloft
 Big cameras and microphones waving 
 On sticks and all fluffy and soft
 Recording the road works in High Street
 In how many weeks only 8
 In 4 no-one knows about Christmas
 So cling to that Severn Trent date

Serious Insides

Hilarity in Poetry and Woeful Verses Weekly
Are necessary someone has to put the effort in
O who has time for rigid rhyme I think it’s me uniquely
It’s tough to write this awful guff but people need to grin
So moil and toil and midnight oil it’s not too late and vital
We’re going down with fatal frowns and serious insides
I think you’ll find I saved mankind with stanzas and a title
Or else it’s yikes I got no likes and everybody’s died

Could lyrics raise the spirits quick we haven’t very long
There’s still a chance so do you fancy bursting into song

Uncle Tony and Cousin Liz

They maintain a sense of humour
In the face of lethal tumour
Death and torture fire and flooding
Never mind the trees are budding
They are blissful home alone
With a companionable phone
If they’re about we jump and shout
We’re going out with Liz and Tone

They find it very funny
If you offer any money
And do nothing else but laugh
At your attempt to give them half
They think nothing could be worse
Than someone getting out a purse
Another day is what they’ll say
Or you could pay in rhyming verse

They have reasons to be weary
Sad and anxious but they’re cheery
Smartly dressed to feel their best
In natty trousers nicely pressed
Their lovely smiles are full of glee
As if their favourite person’s me
So consistently resilient
What a brilliant way to be