Amazon book deals

Save on Art Supplies

Thursday

Carol On: A Haiku A-Peal for Christmas Real



Carol On: A Haiku A-Peal for Christmas Real

Shoppers’ coins jingling –
Does He ring a bell at all?
Happy birthday, King.
c2009 by Linda Ann Nickerson
 

NOTE: Written by this author, this copyrighted material originally appeared on another publisher’s site. That site no longer exists. This author holds all rights to this content. No republication is allowed without permission.

Image/s:
Holiday shoppers –
WP Clipart/Public domain photo


Feel free to follow on Google Plus and Twitter. Please visit my Amazon author page as well.

Wednesday

Twinned Chill - A Limericked Band on Sleight of Hand




Two against one are soon undone.

Twinned Chill -
A Limericked Band on Sleight of Hand

Hey, Santa! We’ll leave loose the flue.
It's clear you have much work to do.
Vain mannequins
With painted grins
Pretend to welcome, as they spew.

With “golly,” “gosh,” and bogus glee,
They gallivant affectedly.
A wakeful watch
Their bluff may botch.
Ah, flimflam tactics fool not me.

Illusionists, they aim try
To pull the wool o’er others' eye.
This self-same pair
Are unaware
Deception fails to satisfy.

As unacceptable deceit
And underhanded pulses meet,
This duo aims
And deals their games,
But at their best, they’re bittersweet.

They hang their stockings, make their lists.
They wrap their gifts with flying fists,
And so pretend
To comprehend
What Christmas wonder yet exists.

Each generation must decide
To catch a clue or take the ride.
Bamboozled ones
Stick to their guns,
But truth is for the dignified.
c2016 by Linda Ann Nickerson


This poem was posted in response to these prompts:

Mad Kane Humor: “flue,” “flew,” or “flu” (LIMERICK)
Meme Express: “sleight of hand”
One-Liner Wednesday: See subtitle.
Sepia Saturday: Christmas vintage photo/s
Simply Snickers: “gallivant,” “golly,” and “glee”
Six Word Saturday: See subtitle.
Three Word Wednesday: “unacceptable,” “vain,” and “wakeful”

Image/s:
La Vie Parisienne / Les Oiseaux du Bois (1921)
 – vintage/public domain

Feel free to follow on Google Plus and Twitter. Please visit my Amazon author page as well.

Friday

Blowhard in the Yard




Visibly vying for vacancy? Not on this block.

Blowhard in the Yard

My neighbor’s demeanor’s like ice,
Give answers unkind, imprecise.
He’ll stop, stand, and stare
With nary a care,
And won’t take his own bad advice.

When pigs fly, he’ll pick up his trash.
He may even burn up his stash.
The scents from his deck
Bounce like a bad check,
So daily our teeth we do gnash.

And still, as he passes, I wave,
But hope he’ll go back in his cave.
He won’t be ignored,
For he’s on the board,
So all of us have to behave.
c2016 by Linda Ann Nickerson




This poem was posted in response to these prompts:

ABC Wednesday: Letter “V”
Mad Kane Humor: “ice” (limerick)
Meme Express: “when pigs fly”
One-Liner Wednesday: See subtitle.
Simply Snickers: “stand,” “stare” (or “stair”), “start”

Image/s:
Public domain image

Feel free to follow on Google Plus and Twitter. Please visit my Amazon author page as well.

LinkWithin

Blog Widget by LinkWithin