
Today three strange cars pulled up out front.
One was white, one was green, one a colour in between.
We scratched our heads, we gave a shrug,
because we had no clue what this could mean.
Perhaps their intent was simply to admire the view bucolicus
of our newest creation botanicus.
Spiky grasses, delicate daisies, a blossoming shrub or three.
Look, not even that sap sucking gum tree can stop ’em deadius!
[It gets worse.]
But maybe the onlookers’ intent was far more nefarious.
Salacious desires for substances slightly more licentious.
Or perhaps they were merely lost all three,
but we really find that very hard to believe.
Or just maybe they were salivating over our male buxus.
Told all their sketchy friends to come check it outus.
So maybe we ought to charge a fee to prevent a stampede?
Kid-free, adults a buck, carpooling receives a discount-ious. 😉
Oh my, oh my. That is truly awful. It didn’t exactly go where I expected it to go. The NaPoWriMo optional prompt today was to write a poem in the form of a “glosa”, utilising a quatrain from another poem of our choosing. Since I am a complete newbie to the formal aspects of poetry and poetic forms (not to mention proper English), I didn’t even know what a quatrain was, so I thought I would try to write one of those, ie. a quatrain, instead. I fear I got slightly distracted in the process. As you do.
Ah Tracy, and you can write such good’uns! I think it shows a bit that you hadn’t totally embraced your inner muse. But there are really good bits – the insistent rhyming of ‘nefarious’, ‘licentious’, ‘bucolicus’, ‘botanicus’ etc – love it! And well done for posting a poem you don’t feel pleased with. You’ve encouraged me to join in next year. Visiting grandchild imminently lets me off the hook at the moment. Remind me in good time in 2023. And keep ’em coming. A great challenge.
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Hahaha, remember for next year! You jest, Margaret. 🤣. Thank you. We definitely should join in next year. I say that now at the beginning of the month.
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Well yes. April could be a l-o-n-g month.
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Yep.
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Great fun! I wonder if you’ve tried to read the poem aloud.
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I’m scared to do that, Liz! Even to myself.
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😀
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Oh Tracy, this is devilishly delicious! I always knew there is a poet somewhere there! Please keep them coming!
By the way, those prompts are optional. You keep writing and maybe next month we will come out with a book of our poems. 😉
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I think I’ve peaked, Punam.
My TL is back in hospital today. I’ll aim for small contributions.
And thank you. You are my biggest fan. Fortunately I have a small archive of poetry. I really liked my Corvid poems, even if I do say so myself. 😊
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I hope all is well, Tracy. Take care.
No, you have not peaked yet! Any contribution will do. You are right I am your biggest fan 😁 and yes, your corvid poems were spectacular and by the end of this month you will have another set of poems to be proud of! ❤️
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Hopefully.
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This was fun to read. Isn’t that what we do when strangers park in front of our houses, we immediately create a story about what we think is going on! I loved where your thoughts went and the word play! Keep writing Tracy!
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Thank you, Heather. I like to think they stopped to look at garden. It has created quite a bit of interest among passersby. But it was fun to work up the list of possibilities. Hee hee.
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I’d love to be able to stroll by and view the garden, but it isn’t necessary your words took me there!
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The plants are tiny at the moment but I am looking forward to them growing up. I’m sure there will be photos at some stage.
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I look forward to seeing them.
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I loved this so much and still feel
The joy from the fun you poured into the playful stanzas!
Something so
Fresh and original like this still has me smiling
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Thanks you, Yvette. What a lovely compliment. You’ve inspired me to be brave again. Not right away of course, lol.
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Pace things!!
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This is not awful at all. It’s GREAT poetry. I love it.
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Haha, thank you, Martha. Btw, did you get my mailbox/male buxus joke? As you know, I amuse myself. 😆
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I did. 😀
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‘…in the form of a “glosa”, utilising a quatrain…’ Holy cow! I’m lost already, but this was so much fun! Please do keep on, Tracy. I loved it.
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I think I may have peaked, Lois.
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Thank you, thank you, thank you, Tracy! I love your sense of humour 🙂 You have no idea how much I needed something to make me smile right now. Mission accomplished. 🙂 ❤
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Ana, I can only guess a fraction of it. I want to urge you to run, run very far, but I understand it is not as easy as that.
Fortunately I have a few more funny stories to be told. Thinking of you.
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Thank you, Tracy. Fortunately, my state of mind was because of personal issues; things are still calm, quiet and peaceful here. I think everyone is feeling less threatened now and trying to cope with all the side effects, as well as help however they can.
Looking forward to the stories to come, your creativity is wonderful thing. ❤
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Humour is a good way of dealing with those type of issues, Ana. I am relieved that your community is coping with all the side effects of the war and is coming together with purpose and good will.
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I agree, I tend to use humour as a coping mechanism quite often. We need to hold on to whatever we can these days…
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Tracy, this was a fun read. Keep it up!
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I’m glad you enjoyed it, Anne.
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