Posts Tagged ‘bad poetry’
Today is Monday December 13, 2010 and the US is gripped in Winter’s grasp in many regions of our nation with 8 days to go until Winter Solstice 2010. Yes, WordPress’ snowflakes across the page look festive and perfect for the season!
Now no one knows why the muse of bad poetry tends to light rather frequently upon my shoulder. If I could explain it I could probably stop it. But not today for I’m in a holiday mood that begs for snowy expression however minor it may be:
As wintry winds begin to blow
remember Mama told you so
your scarf and mittens are a must
to counter winter’s freezing gust!
And if you have a moment, you’ll find it won’t take a sled but only a simple click to discover my latest science-y/poem-y blog Woolly Mammoth Chronicles where I express in rhyme my personal misgivings about Science’s plan to clone from fossil DNA a long-extinct relic of the Ice Age, the woolly mammoth.
My ‘Odes to a Woolly Mammoth’ are the inexplicable result, plus, Science News links and odd videos are included as well so check it out and answer the woolly mammoth poll, upper right, if you wish to weigh in on the weighty woollie’s proposed return to ‘life’ – or to some Frankensteinian version of it.
Also, your feathers may be ruffled to know that my Political Astrology blog Stars Over Washington was updated this morning concerning the astro-atmosphere on Capitol Hill: this week’s lame duck session is marked by Monday’s Fire-Water combination of The Seeker and The Mystic!
The Winter Solstice 2010 horoscope is there as well: see sidebar for Top Ten SO’W posts which is where you’ll find my December 21, 2010 Lunar Eclipse article with chart image, too.
Hope you keep your feathers dry and warm! jc
At last! Mr. A. Cat has gotten through to us at Lim’s Limericks with a freshly scratched limerick which seems to apply to Barack Obama’s recent overseas tour of presidentiness:
~~Cat photo of Princess Grace included~cred to Maya H.~~
Here’s a smally post on the Full Moon of Nov 24, Moon 1Gem55, Sun 1Sag55:
The chart in relation to America has me feelin’ droopy so my post won’t have all the info you may want about the subject, but of course this Full Moon (being a lovely Snow Moon and all) will be oft’ revealed–your browser will have great difficulty missing it in various spots slathered over the ‘net for your perusal.
And you may wish to click above link to find Crystal Pomeroy’s ‘portal to the Snow Moon’ article, plus the chart for the Full Moon itself shining over the White House, 9:29:48 pm est, Icarus ascending.
Yet Moon stuff is cool even if you don’t do rituals and such.
And it’s quite poetic to read all the same, isn’t it? After all, the Moon was placed in our neighborhood to cast light in the evenings so that our paths may be lightened. Courteous!
image: drawing, Moon Shining Across the Lake, 2007 secret moon art
And in honor of the season–and hopefully you’ll have a few root veggies roasting in a pan some chilly night–here’s ’Limerick for Common Veggies’ which I published at http://judecowell.gather.com already…set the butter out:
The spicy little raddish
is not considered faddish
but take a bite
it’s always right
for lassie and for laddish.
The ordinary pea
exalted here by me
will do you good
by land or air or sea.
And then we have the leek
the vegetable you seek
snug in a stew
it’s tasty too
for lunch one day next week.
You know we love the beans
way down in New Orleans
with rice all brown
to toast the town
that knows what good food means.
Up North the spud is king
a broccoli-laden thing
with cheese or not
just serve it hot
and kudos soon will ring.
So steam your veggies hot
in saucepan or a pot
the joy they bring
is what I sing
and that says quite a lot.
The Blackwater “investigation” has been successfully stalled by the granting of immunity to the gurads involved: http://my.earthlink.net/article/top?guid=20071029/472568d0_3421_133452007102988905091
and it’s okay to say, pshaw! if you like.
But Mr.A.Cat has more to say than pshaw! to say, in fact he’s in quite a huff over it–and over the fact no one will say under whose authority the immunity was granted to Blackwater guards!
So you may wish to overlook this nasty bit of limerick which I republish here with Mr.A.’s full permission, titled, Blackwater Kitty:
A kitty liked water so black
he flew all the way to Iraq
just give him a gun
Iraqis will run
while shooting themselves in the back.
Droll kitty cat! Read his other fluffs and rhymery at: http://limslimericks.blogspot.com