Category Archives: light verse
Writing Prose
A poet who tried to write prose
Gave up when her fingertips froze.
She went back to rhyme,
Her words were sublime,
And thawed out her fingers and toes!
Limerick © by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Temptation”
Temptation
I’m tempted to eat tons of sweets.
I dearly love sugary treats.
I think they taste yummy
When they hit my tummy—
Let’s hear it for lots of sweetmeats!
My temptress is coffee, you bet.
To caffeine I’m deeply in debt.
It keeps me awake,
So for caffeine’s sake,
I won’t kick my habit just yet.
Do not lead me into temptation!
I want to avoid the sensation
Of falling from grace
And losing my face—
From sinning I need a vacation!
Limericks © by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Temptation”
Blue Monday: Pickup
Plywood art adorns a wall in Ajo, Arizona.
A pickup that’s painted sky blue
Can carry a small sort of zoo:
Let’s start with six hogs,
Ten cats, and twelve dogs—
I’m sure that’s a full load, aren’t you?
Photo and limerick © by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Writing Poetry
A poet who couldn’t not write
Wrote verses by day and by night.
When asked why she did,
She said, “Look here, kid,
It keeps me from croaking, all right?”
I write mostly tiny haiku.
I find it delightful, I do,
To write short and sweet,
Not unlike a tweet—
Here, let me create one for you!
Limericks © by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Writing Poetry”
Blue Monday: Whimsical Painting
A whimsical painting adorns a wall in the children’s section of the Prescott, Arizona Public Library.
This painting is sure to delight
The children who see it, all right.
With colorful hues
It’s full of good news—
There’s no darkness here, only light.
Photo and limerick © by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Limerick Break
Whose back does the earth rest upon?
An elephant, raven, or swan?
Perhaps it’s a gannet
That holds up the planet
That all of us humans live on!
A stack of good books by your bed
Is better than any old med.
So, here’s to your health,
Vim, vigor, and wealth—
Make sure that you get them all read!
A teacher too weary to teach
Decided to head for the beach.
“I need to unwind,
I hope you don’t mind—
I’m putting myself out of reach.”
Limericks © by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Poetry Pantry #444 at Poets United
Maya Used to Be So Small
(A silly poem for a silly kid I know.)
Maya used to be so small.
Now she’s over six feet tall!
Wait! That simply can’t be true!
Maya’s only one-foot-two!
I messed up, I must confess:
My math skills are such a mess.
Here’s the way we will make sure
Maya’s legend will endure:
Measure Maya with a tape,
Fit her with a hero’s cape,
Not too short and not too tall.
Maya will defend us all,
Keep us safe both night and day.
Thank you, Maya—and hurray!
Poem © 2019 by Magical Mystical Teacher
Maya used to be so small.
Now she’s over six feet tall!
Wait! That simply can’t be true!
Maya’s only one-foot-two!
I messed up, I must confess:
My math skills are such a mess.
Here’s the way we will make sure
Maya’s legend will endure:
Measure Maya with a tape,
Fit her with a hero’s cape,
Not too short and not too tall.
Maya will defend us all,
Keep us safe both night and day.
Thank you, Maya—and hurray!
Poem © 2019 by Magical Mystical Teacher
The Weird Neighbor
The weird neighbor down the street
Glued some golf balls to his feet
And sprinkled rancid raisins in his hair.
People couldn’t help but laugh
When he bought a green giraffe
And taught the beast to dance—it’s true, I swear!
Then things started to get worse
When the neighbor drove a hearse
And carried living people to their graves.
So the neighbor’s now in jail
With no hope of making bail—
Unless, of course, it’s true that “Jesus Saves.”
Poem © by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Neighbors”
The Tomcat
My neighbors’ old grey tomcat visits me each day.
I feed my neighbors’ tomcat when they go away.
The neighbors are quite grateful. The tomcat? Not so much.
He flicks his tail and glares at me near the rabbit hutch.
Poem © by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Neighbors”
Blue Monday: Is There a Mouse in the House?
An abandoned house, Zacatecas, México.
In a tiny little house
Lived a tiny little mouse
And the mouse didn’t have a crumb to eat.
So she made herself a plan
To bake cookies and a flan
’Cause a mouse (as we know) likes food that’s sweet!
Photo and poem © by Magical Mystical Teacher
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