Rather Silly Rhymes – A Limerick

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Said the Kingpin to Miss Golightly

“you look dirty and rather unsightly

And It’s rather a strain

Seeing you again and again,

Why don’t you attempt bathing nightly?”

 

This Limerick was written in response to the following word prompts:

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/07/09/nightly/

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/07/09/rdp-tuesday-strain/

FOWC with Fandango — Kingpin

 

Laugh Along with a Limerick – An Artful Sketch

Esther Chilton on her blog has set a challenge to write a Limerick containing the word Crush. Click on the link below to see her post and take part in the challenge.

Here is my attempt:

On my art teacher, I had a slight Crush

He asked to see what I’d drawn in a rush.  

So, I showed him my sketches

But men are such wretches!

What he said just made me quite blush!

I also wanted to include the Word of the Day: Sketches

The Tale of the Otiose Man – Terrible Poetry.

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Hark and listen to this tale of old,

Of an oafish man, quite otiose,

Who’d believe any story he was told,

And act in a manner bellicose.

Belligerently he’d wander around

Spouting words of nonsense, some would cheer

Picking fights wherever honest men were found,

His arrogance defying belief, year on year.

But wait! Don’t look back with wistful eyes,

It was in the past, a book upon the shelf.

Appears again, this otiose man who belief defies,

For history is always repeating itself.

 

Copyright@ Kristian Fogarty

 

This poem was written for Chelsea Owens Terrible Poetry Contest:

The Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest

 

I have also included the following Word Prompts:

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2020/01/26/your-daily-word-prompt-otiose-january-26-2020/

FOWC with Fandango — Wait

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2020/01/26/rdp-sunday-wander/

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2020/01/26/wistful/

 

A Poem/Song Lyric – Before It’s Time to Say Goodbye

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I have written this poem in response to the Word of the Day prompt HYMN and also the Ragtag Daily Prompt – Unaware. 

I started out writing a poem, but then I realised that it had a certain rhythm and so it could be a song lyric too. What do you think?

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Before It’s Time to Say Goodbye

Sometimes you don’t know

What you had until it’s time to go

It’s one of those things, I don’t know why

You finally discover what you had,

When it’s time to say goodbye

***

Life is sad

Life is Cruel,

It’s not good or bad,

Change is renewal.

Embrace the future with a smile

Live the moment, because in a while

Time will fly,

It will be time to say goodbye.

***

When faced with the end

Of a relationship or a friend,

Look back on all the good times you had

 Shed a tear or two, then smile wide,

Life’s too short to remain so sad.

***

Sing a hymn,

say a prayer

be grateful you’re not

totally unaware,

Embrace the future with a smile

Live the moment, because in a while

Time will fly,

It will be time to say goodbye.

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Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 29/November/2018

 

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/11/29/hymn/

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2018/11/29/rdp-thursday-unaware/

A Spooky Valentines – A macabre poem for A Guy Called Bloke’s Challenge.

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Well, As it’s nearly halloween, I thought I would flick through my notebook to find a post from yesteryear to share with you and I found this poem that I wrote in response to a challenge set by that fantastic blogger, A Guy Called Bloke. It’s sort of appropriate for Valentines day or for Halloween… Enjoy:

Well it may be far too late now, but A Guy Called Bloke set a challenge to write a horror story (or Poem) including the following items:

Spooky Card

Rotten Heart

Carnivorous Chocolate Box

Haunted Balloons

Romantic Massacre

Voodoo Dolly

Undead Partner

Devilish Desire

See the posts here:

Valentine’s for Luvvies Challenge 2019 . 9

Valentine’s for Luvvies Challenge 2019 D9

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So here is my attempt.

A spooky card came through the door,

I opened it up and nearly swore,

It was from a man I’d thought was dead.

He should have been, I’d chopped off his head.

My undead partner will turn me insane,

It seemed he’d risen up once again,

I thought I’d driven him away.

But now he’s back on Valentine’s Day!

This time I’ll extract his rotten heart,

A romantic massacre to tear him apart,

Or else I’ll use my voodoo doll,

Or haunted balloons, I’m on a roll.

Or how about a carnivorous chocolate box?

Of failing that a dose of chicken pox?

No, I’ll overindulge my devilish desire,

And burn him satanically on the fire.

Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 15/February/2019

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/02/15/your-daily-word-prompt-overindulgence-february-15-2019/

Love and Cake – A poem for Bake Off.

My Blogging Pal Mel is taking part in the Bloggers Bake Off, click on the links below to take part. To celebrate this event, I have written a short poem.

https://crushedcaramel.wordpress.com/2021/08/14/theres-still-time/

https://crushedcaramel.wordpress.com/2021/08/06/its-all-garys-idea/

It’s that time of year again

When thoughts turn to something tasty

And despite the summer rain,

We’ll be merry but not so hasty.

We’ve been through a year so tough

But keep smiling for goodness sake,

Sometimes it felt we’d had enough

But where there’s love, there’s often cake.

For that’s how we show we care

We get together, drink tea and bake.

And in addition to the food we share

It’s more love that we will make.

What do you See? – The Angels Kiss

When I was little I’d sometimes stay

with my Grandparents when

my Mother was away

My Grandad was quite stern and stark

with Victorian ways,

A Patriarch.

Missing my Mother, I’d cry at night,

because she wasn’t there

to tuck me in tight.

So in order to stop me nightly, weeping,

My Grandad gave me an Angel

to watch me while I was sleeping.

Then the strict old man would give me a kiss

and when I look back

I can’t help but Reminisce

And I look at that Angel

that’s still by my bed

and Wish I could see old Grandad instead.

Written by Kristian Fogarty 5th April 2021

This poem was written for the What do you See challenge:

https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2021/04/05/what-do-you-see-76-april-5-2021/

I have also included the following word prompts:

https://fivedotoh.com/2021/04/05/fowc-with-fandango-patriarch/

Kreative Kue – Not a time for Kisses!

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The Word of the Day today is KISS, and so I remembered last year I wrote this poem inspired by this picture as part of a challenge by Keith Channing. I thought it would be a good time to share it again 🙂

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This poem was written for Keith Channing’s Kreative Kue challenge:

https://keithchanning.wordpress.com/2020/05/25/kreative-kue-264/

All I want to do is play with my duck

but it seems as though I’m just out of luck

I’ve been picked up and squeezed by hands so strong

I don’t like it, I think it’s so rude and so wrong!

I’d tell them to stop it, but I’m tiny and young

and I can’t seem to get the right words off my tongue.

And now they are pushing me into a face

Can I not have some dignity in this place?

I know you’re my mother and she is my sister,

but can’t you understand, I don’t want to kiss her?

It’s definitely a nightmare rather than a dream

so all I can do is to start crying and scream.

Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 30th May 2020

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2020/05/29/duck/

A Parcel of Truth

A parcel can be a mysterious thing,

all wrapped up and tied with string,

but once it’s opened and laid bare,

the suspense has gone, no longer there.

Shouldn’t we be like that parcel instead?

After all, a still tongue does keep a wise one’s head.

Kristian Fogarty

Written by Kristian Fogarty 24/03/2021

This was written for the Word of the Day: Parcel

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2021/03/24/parcel/