LIFE OF RHYME
Tuesday, June 18, 2013
Monday, June 10, 2013
THAT
June 10th 2013
Everyday I look for the humour in something; and many times, I am that something. Writing funny poetry for the young of heart (that's me) for the child like mind (that's me) and for the person who just doesn't want to grow up (again, that's me) has been rewarding. There is nothing that I won't write about except THAT, no, I won't write about THAT! Oh, and I won't write about religion or politics, sports or bleeding noses, and birds that fly backwards is definitely a NO NO! You see almost everything is subject to ... being a subject ... except for THAT of course.
THAT
I'll write about anything
and everything once.
I'll write about pockets.
I'll write about stunts.
I'll write about measles
or jacks in big boxes.
I'll write about people
with red blotchy poxes.
I will write about subjects
not found in a school.
I'll write about things
incredulously cool.
There isn't a subject
that will escape such a fate.
I'll write about alarms
and why I am late.
I will write about hangers,
a coat and a hat.
But no, no, NO, NO
I won't write about THAT!
A "THAT" is a subject
TABEE and TABOO
I won't right about "THAT"
but I'll write about "YOU"
© 2013 G. D. Fairbrother All Rights Reserved
Sunday, June 9, 2013
A DAY WITHOUT RHYME
A day without rhyme
would be such a crime
In fact, it makes
no sense at all
I'd have to be asleep
in order to keep
those words coming out
after all!
would be such a crime
In fact, it makes
no sense at all
I'd have to be asleep
in order to keep
those words coming out
after all!
© 2013 G. D. Fairbrother All Rights Reserved
Saturday, June 8, 2013
Jack Prelutski
Another great poet, performer, creator is Jack Prelutski. I love his work. if I could sit down with any poet it would be Jack.
June 8th 2013
What is it about poetry that attracts us or repels us? I think poetry is like a hand that reaches into our very soul and pulls at our heart strings, so to speak, of course. It mirrors our sameness with others and reflects our experiences, our feelings and notions so that your thoughts will say, that's me, that's what I felt or how I feel. Poetry is immortal. It goes back far before Shakespeare. To be or Not to be! Is that really the question. Or, is the question:
TO BE?
What if time stood still ...
Would it matter?
Would I grow old
and wither?
Dust to dust
ashes to ashes!
Would I be like the Phoenix
rising from the Vortex
to be born again?
Would I throest
mine arms in angst
like a great pillar
toward the sky
and rise? Rise
to take control
over mine own destiny?
"TO BE, OR NOT TO BE"
That oft quoted phrase
rings in mine ears.
It reverberates
throughout my very soul.
I have not thrown down
Have? HAVE I?
"TO BE, OR NOT TO BE"
that may be the eternal question.
I CAN, I WILL!
may well be the answer!
© 2013 G. D. Fairbrother All Rights Reserved
TO BE or NOT TO BE
may have been the question
but we will each discover for ourselves
in our own time
What the answers are
to our very own questions.
TO BE?
What if time stood still ...
Would it matter?
Would I grow old
and wither?
Dust to dust
ashes to ashes!
Would I be like the Phoenix
rising from the Vortex
to be born again?
Would I throest
mine arms in angst
like a great pillar
toward the sky
and rise? Rise
to take control
over mine own destiny?
"TO BE, OR NOT TO BE"
That oft quoted phrase
rings in mine ears.
It reverberates
throughout my very soul.
I have not thrown down
Have? HAVE I?
"TO BE, OR NOT TO BE"
that may be the eternal question.
I CAN, I WILL!
may well be the answer!
© 2013 G. D. Fairbrother All Rights Reserved
TO BE or NOT TO BE
may have been the question
but we will each discover for ourselves
in our own time
What the answers are
to our very own questions.
Friday, June 7, 2013
June 7th 2013
I don't know where I get the idea at times but something silly will pop up, a notion really and I will put the idea down, usually on my Galaxy Note 2. I'll start writing and sometimes when I finish, I am a world away from my original idea. That's what I like about writing. I'll have an idea that quite literally sucks, but it is an idea that takes form much like the root of a tree or plant and from there, I do not know where I will end up. I usually write the way I speak. My words are not philosophical to a great extent because most people do not talk or think that way in their daily lives so why would I sound like something I am not. My writing is influenced by many sources. I don't think I have any one particular style. I liken my process to a grab bag approach. Whatever works to get the job done. Today, while I was at my day job on a break, I wrote: "The Alphabet Song" which started off by looking at the numeric alpha code and I thought: it would be cool if the code was written by Seuss and I went from there. Below, each word in capital represents the beginning of each letter in the alphabet. Enjoy! Take care.
Greg
THE ALPHABET SONG
ALPHABET BARBER CAMEL DUCK
Some people pray tell have all the luck
ELEPHANT FEATHERS GOGGLES HAT
It’s “The Dr. Seuss Alphabet” What’s wrong with that?
ITCHY itchy JICHY jichy
KITCHY kitchy LOO
Thank you everyone and MOMMA too
NANCY ORLOP and PAPA QUINN
RIMMY-raz-raz SHAM TAG UR in
VOLKS WAGON XTURBULENT
YELLOW ZEE
That’s my alphabet, let it be!
© 2013 G. D. Fairbrother All Rights Reserved
Thursday, June 6, 2013
Thursday June 6th 2013 I think ...
Hello, I have been on both Instagram and Twitter and there are some fantastic great poems out there. However, I could not see any fun nonsense poetry there such as the Dr. Seuss, Lewis Carrol, Edward Lear, Silverstein type of poetry. I would like to see a big resurgence of this type of poetry. Words are fantastic and how you say something paints an instant picture in the minds eye if the writing is good. I love humour and we are never too old to be silly or appreciate the silly side of life. Gloom and doom is so easy to find. It's out there everyday but if you think funny, look for the funny; I believe, I
believe, it will find you. Everyday, I have a choice and I choose to not take life to serious. I leave that for the tax collector.
believe, it will find you. Everyday, I have a choice and I choose to not take life to serious. I leave that for the tax collector.
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