Showing posts with label rhymes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rhymes. Show all posts

Thursday, December 8, 2011

Cat

There once was a cat
With fur so black
When darkness fell
You could not tell
Where once was a cat

Paws soft
Nose aloft
Eyes green
Coat a sheen
Whiskers shivering
Tail a-quivering
Crouching low
Moving slow
Here comes the predator cat!
A swipe, a snap, a crunch, a smack
A snack in a house
Where once was a mouse
Where now there was only a cuddly
Fearsomely wuddly
Awesomely
Possumly
Cat.



JL

Friday, April 1, 2011

The Amicable Knots

The following was written on Oct 29, 2008. A rescued rhyme from my discarded blog.

The Amicable Knots

A knot said to a knot one day,
You're looking awfully loose,
Was that you I saw
With the knot next door
While I talked with the knot on the noose?

The knot replied
Yes.

A pause or two paused
The wind blew by
Blew the knot on the noose
And the knot on the loose
Swung up and thought it could fly.

The knot next door came
Next door for a game
Came next door, came next door
Just to spend

An amicable time
With the knot that could rhyme
And the knot on the noose and
The knot that was loose
And the wind that blew through the chimes.

The four knots ate tea and cereal
And discussed fleas and material
One was itchy and rope
One was made out of soap
One was old and brittle and dry

One was made out of thread
It need hardly be said that
This wasn't the one that goes over the head.

The amicable knots
Talked about poetry and sports
And cows and pots
And whirls and dots
And counted their knots
Till the knot next door
Fell asleep on the floor
While the others came undone
As down went the sun

How many knots left? Said I
It said "One".

J.L.

The Dusty Bear

The following was written on Oct 25, 2006. A rescued rhyme from my discarded blog.

The Dusty Bear

O dusty bear, come down from there,
and have a drink or two.
Your button eye hangs by a thread,
You're languishing above my bed.
Won't you, bear, bear your sorrows where
The sun can shine on you?

The dusty bear
Returned my stare
It's unhappy eye
Looked down as I
Inquired.
It shook its head
Above my bed
It was, it said
quite frankly, oh, dead
Tired.

It pointed to my sewing kit
I asked what I could do for it
It pointed to the dangling thread
I eyed its eye as it replied
Please sew it.
How can a bear bear
Its sleepiness where
Only one eye shuts, not the other?
How can a bear
'Come down from there'
When one button can't see another?

I took a needle, I cut some thread
I attached the button to its head
It looked quite well
It felt well too!
And jumped down
Like a kangaroo.

-j.l-

Jenna