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The Worst of Rhymes in the Worst of Times


 
Slides exist, along with swings—
So do birds with broken wings.
 
Test the syrup in the cup.
If it’s bitter, lap it up.
 
Don’t despair when despots rule.
One day they’ll be dead—how cool!
 
Break bad habits or they’ll last
Even after your life’s past.
 
Happy are the ones who do
Homework by the rules—it’s true!
 
First or last, last or first,
These rhymes are the very worst!

 
Pretty bad couplets © 2018 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Sunday’s Whirligig #186
 
More Poetry Pantry #427 at Poets United

Screen

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Detail of a screen door
 


tantalizing flies—
the scent of sugar syrup
seeping through the screen

 
Haiku and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More Carpe Diem: “Screen Door or Window Screen”

More Small Wonders

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~~ 1 ~~
 
banks of the canal
littered with Styrofoam cups—
last night’s wild party
 
~~ 2 ~~
 
a broken paddle—
her only means for forcing
the canoe upstream
 
~~ 3 ~~
 
A dent in the door—
the madman throws his hammer
at his hapless wife.
 
~~ 4 ~~
 
Even the maple syrup
drenching my morning pancakes
cannot still the storm.
 
~~ 5 ~~
 
improvised scripture
scribbled beneath a picture
in a children’s book
 
~~ 6 ~~
 
the old woman’s shawl
unraveling thread by thread
along with her dreams
 
~~ 7 ~~
 
ripples on the pond
where old Basho’s frog jumped in
following the crowd
 
~~ 8 ~~
 
elegance
of deserts waiting
for spring rain
 
~~ 9 ~~
 
languishing
in the oubliette
a traitor
 
~~ 10 ~~
 
her excess baggage—
hoping no one will notice
the overhead bin
 
~~ 11 ~~
 
the redwing blackbirds
petitioning the frog pond
for a midday snack

 
© 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, Monday Wordle #47