Dasher Daschshund grew quite barmy,
he fell in love with a salami.
He knew that wondrous, fickle fate
Had brought his aromatic mate.
But months of unrequited lust,
turned little Dasher’s heart to dust.
He found he couldn’t go on living,
a life so harsh and unforgiving …
Continue reading “Sausage Dog”
Many thanks to those Charioteers who entered the June Competition; you are STARS, every one of you!
Thanks also to Janus, for scattering lines of topical interest and amusement throughout the thread, and to PapaG for his enigmatic second pome which may (or may not) be a message to (or from) the stars.
Araminta: Good Heavens!
Short and sweet; a little dream of a poem, with great scansion. Another stanza would have been nice.
Janus: 28th April 1949
Another Slacky Bottom Classic; atmospheric and beautifully composed.
JW: More than a Rainbow
A reliably outré poem from JW, with marvellously clever splashes of wordplay.” An exciting and hilarious entry.
Continue reading “Winner of June Poetry Competition”
The theme for this month’s poetry competition is:
“I’ve tried the new moon tilted in the air
Above a hazy tree-and-farmhouse cluster
As you might try a jewel in your hair.
I’ve tried it fine with little breadth of luster,
Alone, or in one ornament combining
With one first-water start almost shining.”
The Freedom of the Moon by Robert Frost
Do I hear a collective groan?
Fear not! Anything vaguely related to the theme will be welcome, from Red Dwarfs to the Moon in June, and multitudinous things in between.
Let your imaginations expand into the Universe. This should be easy for those Cherished Colleagues with brains as big as planets (thank you, Marvin and Douglas Adams).
Entries by midnight on 30 June.
Rex, my gorgeous Dogstar,
with your beaut Aristo nose,
I saw you running fast and far
on your charming hirsute toes.
Oh Rex, I dream of you and me,
in heat and wondrous harmony,
making canine whoopee.
Continue reading “Ménagerie à trois”
Thank you for your entries, FEEG, Janus and JW. I smiled and chuckled my way through your imaginative, charming and hilarious poems. Each one was a winner in my book, but in the end I decided that Janus had the edge for the invention of the deliciously naughty Miss ANGELICA CINNAMON BUNN.
Congratulations, Janus! 🙂
Painting by Henri Rousseau (for JW)
I was so entranced by the ‘Magic’ theme that I find myself unable to think of an interesting subject for the July poeticals.
Therefore, this month’s competition is open … except for the inclusion of the names of two herbs (they have such beautiful names) and one creature. You may add more herbs and creatures, if you wish, to create a fragrant, poetic casserole.
Any form, length etc.
Entries by midnight on 21 July 2013.
On a bladderwracked, forsaken isle,
all swirled about with wind-blown gulls,
a wild man keeps his hut and hearth,
eschewing what he held most dear;
awash in toxic madness.
A giant monster, gnarled and raving,
marked by sun and raging winds,
bewitched beneath a pregnant moon,
and twisted like a mandrake root;
harbouring ancient sins.
Continue reading “Magic: JW’s Poetry Competition”
Drip or trickle …
I believe PapaG’s spontaneous, on-topic couplet was inspired by the Navy ration. It’s not clear whether he meant it as an entry, but it’s very welcome anyway. Thank you, PG.
Good one, FEEG! I really liked this take on the theme, especially the rhyming combination of ‘tongue’ and ‘dung’. Classic! 🙂
A high standard from LW; clever, amusing poem, good title.
A poem of the first water; concise but not caught short. I appreciate Janus taking the trouble to pen these lines when he was otherwise engaged.
JW breaks all the rules yet again with his unique style of writing. Witty and Wacky, with a charming illustration.
Many thanks for your entries everyone.
The winning poet this month is … JW! Congratulations! 🙂
Ocean, river, pond or stream,
WATER is the central theme.
“Water, water, every where,
And all the boards did shrink;
Water, water, every where,
Nor any drop to drink.”
The Rime of the Ancient Mariner by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Entries by midnightish on Thursday 23 May
Wiki: Artist, Ian Hornak
Foaled in blood, and blessed with wings,
where’er he lights sweet water springs.
Thus, every ringing strike of hooves
his true Divinity he proves.
Continue reading “Pegasus (OZ’s Poetry Competition)”
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