Sunday, December 29, 2013

655 : Expectations

Haiku Heights has the prompt "Expectations"

The sad pessimist
Is never disappointed.
Never pleased, either.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2013
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654 : Horatio

Sunday Whirl (Wordle #141) presents a list of words
that we must incorporate in a writing piece.  

The words this week are:
think, tip, tincture, tint, integral, synchronize
softly, with, blast, chance, answer, map.


Horatio

He was the admiral of the fleet
Softly spoken though indescrete,
Integral to the French defeat
The glorious Admiral Nelson!

He synchronized the battle plans
With expert eye and steady hands,
Mapped the route to foreign lands,
The admirable Admiral Nelson!

The seas were dark, of leaden tint,
The scene was set with sail and flint
Cannons made the woodwork splint---ter
All eyes upon the Admiral Nelson!

Dust and smoke blocked out the sun,
You think the apocalypse had come,
But victory when the day was done,
Three cheers for the Admiral Nelson!

But he copped a blast of wayward shot,
“Kiss me, Hardy!”? – it matters not,
How to stop the body rot---ting?
What to do with the Admiral Nelson?

The answer came, both quick and dandy,
Tip him into a barrel, handy,
Like a new age cumquat brandy,
Home preserving for the Admiral Nelson!

When the fleet was back in port
The bos’un had a grim report:
There remained no marinade of any sort
A rum to-do for the Admiral Nelson!

The crew had drunk the barrel dry
Of the tincture of the naval guy
No-one thought to wonder why
It tasted of the Admiral Nelson!

Lady Hamilton rued his sad demise,
Never more would his column rise,
So the empire supplied a larger size
And a State farewell to Admiral Nelson.

So sailors, should you chance to roam,
Be an admiral and not a drone,
And get a column of your own,
Look up to the Admiral Nelson!
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2013
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Saturday, December 28, 2013

653 : Divertimenti

Three Word Wednesday requires participants
to use the three words of the week in a composition.
The words this week were crisp, exquisite and magnificent.

Divertimenti

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart,
A prodigious talent,
Producing exquisite music
With magnificent intent.
Crisp and bright,
A music for the night.

But think—
If he’d been born today,
He would do the programming part
For a start-up in Bombay.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2013
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652 : High Rise

Imaginary Garden with Real Toads has the prompt of 'bamboo'.

High Rise

Bamboo forests.
Quick growing,
Towering upwards,
With no interaction.
Sleek, tall and discrete,
Tubular belles.
Compartmentalised.

The wind
Whistles
Mournfully
Around them,
Through them.
They sway slightly
And moan to the sky.
As solid as they are,
They are largely 
Empty.

Apartment blocks.
In green.
.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2013
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Thursday, December 26, 2013

651 : The Deficiency of Youth

Picture from Red Dirt Girl, I think (Tumblr)

Theme Thursday has the prompt 'Youth'.

The Deficiency of Youth

Time,
And hence age,
Gives a wisdom,
An aptitude
To apply 
Skills,
Techniques
Beyond
The functional.
Embracing
The subtleties 
Of which the raw
Mechanical
Energy of youth 
Is completely
Oblivious.
Youth knows how.
Age knows why.
And also—
Why not.
.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2013
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Sunday, December 22, 2013

650 : Gifts

Haiku Heights has the prompt "Gifts"

The gifts worth having
Are not those bought with money
But freely given.
.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2013
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649 : The Piper

Mad Kane has a weekly limerick challenge.
She provides the first line,
The rest is up to us:

The Piper

The bravery of someone who blows
On bagpipes, is hard to suppose.
As they pump and exhale
It lets out a high wail—
Like a cat in its final death throes.

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© J Cosmo Newbery 2013
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648 : The Agency

Sunday Whirl (Wordle #140) presents a list of words
that we must incorporate in a writing piece.  

The words this week are:
spider, echo, clear, level, attend, pulverize
intact, fly, shuttle, means, follow, listen, split.


The Agency

They build webs
Lightly
Quietly
Always listening
And attending
To vibrations,
Echoes of activity
Of interest;
Clear messages 
To attend to,
To shuttle across to,
To follow to the source
And pulverize,
Figuratively.
Or literally.
The small fly,
The small fry,
The little guy,
Who, at some level,
Has tweaked 
Their tendrils,
Tweaked their interest,
And though captured intact
The mind will be split
From the body—
Stress positions,
Ways and means,
Enhanced interrogation.
They are a spider
Multiple eyes,
Multiple arms
Venomous.

We should feel safer
But we don’t.
.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2013
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647 : The Sarong

The Sarong

The folk who devised the sarong
Have a history incredibly strong.
They’ve worn it, it appears,
For thousands of years,
But it’s amazing it’s lasted this long.

The sarong is kept classically sewn
While the rest of society’s grown.
Sure, it’s casual and light
But there are no pockets in sight
You can use to store your iPhone.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2013
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Saturday, December 21, 2013

646 : The Knight Errant


Prompted by recent events,
But really just a fictional doodle.

The Knight Errant.
Wherever do you keep your horse?
And who scoops up the crap it leaves behind?” 
― Myra McEntire.

Waving the flag for a lady,
And fighting whom she decrees,
He’s a member of a tiny band
Who few can really understand
And, acting rather mercenary,
Doing what is necessary
To be the perfect emissary,
Valiant knight from another land,
Waving the flag.

The lady, of course, can clearly see
The perfect opportunity
To remove the knights she cannot stand.
And if they think they’ll win her hand,
The chivalrous will always be
Waving the flag.
.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2013
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Thursday, December 19, 2013

645 : The Taunter

Three Word Wednesday requires participants
to use the three words of the week in a composition.
The words this week were combative, represent and sluggish.

Joe Hockey, our poor excuse for a treasurer
taunted General Motors, dared them to leave the country. 
So they did.  Good job, Joe.


The Taunter

Some people, 
Itching for a fight,
Are needlessly combative.
And pound their particular pulpit,
Dull and uncreative.

You find
They wield a sluggish mind,
They sit
And say they represent
The holy forces of The Right
But evidence is absent.
.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2013
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Sunday, December 15, 2013

644 : The Caretaker

Sunday Whirl (Wordle #139) presents a list of words
that we must incorporate in a writing piece.  

The words this week are:

fix, apart, snatch, cover, pair, angel
waves, simple, box, clay, lies, moon


The Caretaker

Beneath the moon,
Beneath the clay,
In a simple box,
Lies a simple man.

He was a believer,
This simple man.

He believed 
That a celestial father,
Attended by a pair or so
Of luminous angels,
Would never, ever
Permit our world,
His world, 
Genesis one one,
To fall apart,
To come undone,
No matter 
How bad it got,
How hot it got.
It would never happen.

He believed that
No matter 
How many storms
And crashing waves
And searing droughts
And floods, 
And fires, 
And blizzards
Were visited upon us
To cover our world,
With pain, 
And suffering 
And death,
All within our control,
But beyond our will,
That his diety,
His God,
Would protect him,
That all would be well.

He believed that
God,
His God,
Would fix it all,
Would snatch him,
A true believer,
But a negligent caretaker,
From the unfortunate mess
That he had made
To a heaven 
Built of his desiring.
Never seeing that 
He had made a hell
From the one heaven that 
He would ever be given,

This simple man,
In a simple box,
Beneath the clay,
Beneath the moon.
.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2013
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Thursday, December 12, 2013

643 : The Office Christmas Party

Three Word Wednesday requires participants
to use the three words of the week in a composition.
The words this week were highlight, instruct and submit.

Last year, after my workplace Xmas party,
one of the senior management (female!) reached over
and twiddled my left nipple.  
Presumably part of the 
staff recognition program.


The Office Christmas Party

I’m not here to instruct, of course;
Just giving some advice—
It’s now that office parties hit
Or tweak, to be precise.

What fun! 
But
highlights
the risks
you run.

Submit
If you must
To the false fa├žades
But wear a jumper
Thick and coarse,
And a pair of 
Nipple guards.
.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2013
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Tuesday, December 10, 2013

642 : Ode to a Cow

My thanks to Foss, Denmark, for the physical prompt.

Ode to a Cow.

Frankie is a Friesian
A special kind of cow,
Frankie is my saviour:
Let me tell you how.

Frankie is a stress cow
A foamy rubber ball
Frankie can be screwed up
And thrown against the wall.

Frankie is a Friesian
Made of squidgy stuff,
Frankie takes a lot of flack,
You can treat her rough.

Frankie is a stress cow
With stumpy little feet
Frankie lets you toss her
And is stoically discrete.

Frankie is a Friesian
Who will never irritate;
Frankie can be trusted -
A most endearing trait.

Frankie is a stress cow
Who helps me through the day
Frankie stands and listens
And she never turns away.

Frankie is a Friesian
A special kind of cow,
Frankie is as dumb as dirt
But I like her anyhow.
.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2013
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Sunday, December 08, 2013

641 : A Life in the Day

Sunday Whirl (Wordle #138) presents a list of words
that we must incorporate in a writing piece.  

The words this week are:

prison, cloak, become, lens, goods, cash,
pursuit, skirt, cruel, wild, Venus, beloved


A Life in the Day

We emerge
From a prison 
Of sorts,
A safe house
Some say,
Into the light,
Into a world
That is harsh,
Wild even, 
Wildly uneven,
Sometimes comforting
Often cruel,
And frequently unfair.

What we do,
What we become,
In our pursuit 
Of purpose,
How we skirt, 
—Or not,
Disasters 
And the vagaries
Of our fate
Is as unpredictable
As the landing 
Of a falling leaf.
Our life when viewed 
Is through a lens
But darkly so.

Venus,
The Morning Star,
The Evening Star,
The goddess of love,
Is with us
All the way.
Who will be
Our ‘beloved’?
And who us for them?
And for how long?
And why?

If we follow
The approved
Pathway
We will worship
Cash
And accumulate
Goods.
But of what value
Are these things?

The day
Of our life,
The small flicker
In the fabric of time
Will, like the sun,
Rise,
Peak,
And decline,
Until the night, 
Like a cloak,
Is laid upon us.
We must use the time
Wisely.
.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2013
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Friday, December 06, 2013

640 : Friday


Friday

It’s Friday tonight
I can turn off the alarm—
And get up early.
.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2013
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639 : Once a jackal


Once a Jackal.

The jackal,
A street fighter,
A brawler,
Cunning,
Conniving,
Sly as they come,
With awkward gait
And imitation smile,
Hunting
As a pack,
Can bring down 
A leopard.

But
A Jackal
Will always
Be a jackal.

And
A leopard
Will always
Be a leopard.
.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2013
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638 : Mandate? Blind Date!

Three Word Wednesday requires participants
to use the three words of the week in a composition.
The words this week were Brief, Expose and Insist.

Mandate?  Blind date!

It was lost, more than being won,
A voter’s stern protest.
Now they insist they have a mandate
And expose their hairy chests,
And scare the people living there.
Too late, they recoil in disbelief.

The marriage — an arranged one,
The honeymoon was brief.
.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2013
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