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Posted by: JustDaniel Apr 9 06, 08:20

Sonnet Bref

Laying no claim to having originated the term,
I have nonetheless personally designated 'sonnet bref' as:

Posted by: JustDaniel Apr 30 06, 18:42

Here are the 30 sonnets bref... that I wrote for a challenge this month:

1 mine

minimal is
mere brevity—
mine likely has
mixt comedy

i call it bref
in case you care—
it oft'll shave
its old veneer

never you mind
nit-pickin' me—
ne'er id defend
nothin' i'd say

'e go's somewhars—
exhalin' airs

MLee Dickens'son 01 April 2006

2 Bref Dickens'sonian

i really don't have time
to play around, but hey…
you know I like to rhyme;
i'll do it anyway…

don't ask me to obey
some silly rule today…

you think i'm oppositional?
i'm merely self-antiphonal;
my words go bidirectional
awing in bref or minimal.
Don’t tell me that it’s criminal;
it's something aboriginal…
perhaps a bit subliminal…
i’m sure it's adaptational.

© MLee Dickens'son 29 March 2006

3 Learn to Give

He'd rebelled for years before
he saw it was the norm;
Dickens spurred him to explore
the rules to grasp a form...

took the challenge to transform
instructions giv'n in Basque.
'ABC's help lunks perform
a complicated task.'

MLee wears no pompous mask
to hide his ignorance...
aims that he will not encask
his heart... nor wield a lance.

'Learn to give, and give to learn,'
he winks. 'Help, never spurn.'


© MLee Dickens’son 29 March 2006

4 Bref Invite

I needs a fresh perspective
ta see as others see…
my eyes is so defective,
cain't read the dang marquee

Yer tank is readin' empty?
Hey, I'll supply the gas.
Let's hop in yer ol' banshee
an' cruise a writin' class

Along the way, c'n canvass
ol' ladies with our pomes…
then stop at night an' have us
a feast 'n' rest our domes

So let's us get together
real soon… ain't nothin' better

© MLee Dickens'son 30 March 2006

5 Critter Bref

Perhaps I should explain
my visit here today:
I simply can't refrain
from commenting with play.

Bard's sonnet's mostly smooth
and bears my sentiment;
it bumps along, but soothes
my nerves. I know that's meant.

He chomps a little bit
and rares up at the rain.
I'd stirrup one small nit;
I know he'll not complain:

en français, it's en bref—
in English, it's in brief

© MLee Dickens'son 01 April 2006

6 Naught Doug in

I speak in brief,
my saintly friend,
for your relief
so strain will end

I'd ne'er offend
your scholarship,
but e'er emend
our fellowship.

No censure-ship,
nor forcing 'bref'—
it didn't slip
that you ain't deaf:

The 'en' was wrong;
it marred your song!

© MLee Dickens'son 02 April 2006

6 dysSpenser'd shells

ta write in short
be's more th'n fun
c'n be a sport
fer ever’one

quick on th' gun
ta shoot 'em back
at yarn's they's spun
but ne'er attack

jump from yer sack
an put 'em down
in white 'n' black
jes' go ta town

ye’re in the swing
reload the thing

© MLee Dickens'son 04 April 2006

7 oft-toll'd tale

I hear the knell
a-pealin' loud
that wondrous bell
above the crowd

whene'er a cloud
o' doubt may rise
so's heads is bowed
an' laughin' dies

ain't no surprise
fer me at least
it fills the skies
ta slay the beast

an' right on time
i loves its chime

© MLee Dickens'son 04 April 2006

8 Psalm 8 Bref

considerin'
the stars up there
made David spin
a Psalm somewhere…
sang 'What is man
that You pay heed'
o'er all that span
fer what we'd need…

an' he was glad
an' so am i...
that He'd design
'is muted plaid
across the sky
fer eyes like mine

© MLee Dickens'son 07 April 2006

9 Anonymity

Half measures didn't
change a thing;
the stuff half-hidden
spurred a fling.

It's baffling, cunning
how it keeps
right on a-runnin'
when I sleeps.

I'd thought that an-
o-nym-i-ty
was secrets… then
I came to see

I’d best not keep
the truth from me.

© MLee Dickens'son 05 April 2006

10 dimmy-terse

we's but censors
fer the burnin'
Light-dispensors
fer the learnin'

though they's spurnin'
what we's teachin'
we's returnin'
ever reachin'

sometimes beachin'
things we's written
sprawled out bleachin'
shark-bait bitten

bones ta pick'll
some folks tickle

© MLee Dickens'son 04 April 2006

11 wake writin'

i ain't no Poe
wi' meter'd rimes
tho i's let go
a coupla times

but writ'n' all spaced
jist ain't too safe
could cut 'n' paste
m' brain er strafe
somebody near
an' get me shot
i's 'fraid o' beer
an' crack an' pot

might pomes they'd make
lay me a wake?

© MLee Dickens'son 07 April 2006

12 no tear?

important re
discussioning
an' likewise re
percussioning:

ya needs ta know
how yer pal means
ta keep th' flow —
c'n stir up spleens

ya gots ta ask
when in 'is yard
fer dinin', baskin',
be'n a bard:

"what means 'not here'?"
ya needs ta hear

© MLee Dickens'son 11 April 2006

13 lyin' wi' the Truth

I Peter 3
says all I need
ta set me free
o' ego greed

i's s'posed ta know
why i believe
an' then jes' stow
it, not to peeve
my neighbor; then
if he should ask
i'll tell 'im, when
we chat 'n' bask
out in ‘is yard...
'cause we's both tard

© MLee Dickens'son 07 April 2006

14 Prints Dunce-Duck

i think ya knows me crown
is pointin' to th' Source
folks say "He's jest a clown
with all those rhymes he’ll force"

adorned in dunce cap wreath
an' robed in purple cape
i writes with smilin' teeth
but often inglish rape

but that’s the way i is
an' i is proud ta say
though i sher ain't th' Wiz
i's flappin' in the fray

duck-wing'ed though i be
i soars wi' mirth 'n' glee

© MLee Dickens'son 07 April 2006

15 If'n they rings me chimes…
don' knock it

one day I may
invite 'em in
ta see if they
can stand the din

but ere i do
i'd set CDs
fer music to
drown two TVs

an' have the kids
come in ta play
an' flip their lids
what can I say?

i didn't ask...
so it's their task

© MLee Dickens'son 09 April 2006

16 A Gentle Rule

To fear the ruling wrath
presumeth there be rule;
a living bard who hath
assumed so's 'haps a fool.

Each form is but a tool
for Englishmen to use;
one needn't be a mule
and variance refuse.

Our feet fit many shoes;
arrays of styles avail.
They'll walk, swim, take a cruise;
there needn't be travail.

A gentle rule, we learn,
is what our hand may earn.

© MLee Dickens'son 12 April 2006

17 impossiblous

'Anonymous'
works purty well
as dimetous
but let me tell
ya: 'tother word
'll give ya fits —
that '–ity' sherd —
from whar i sits
Jes' 'tempt it, an'
see what i means
Try if ya can
howe'er ya leans
Some things is full
impossible

© MLee Dickens'son 13 April 2006

18 monometer for Cat

today
i see
you play
with me
to break
the rules
an' take
wee tools
to use...
yet not
confuse
what's taught

- your pard
an' bard

© MLee Dickens'son 13 April 2006

19 meltin' rime...

I see
she tried
daDee...
then died;

herr rhyme
was not
this time
what's sought.

Mono
meter
is slow
to purr...

she’ll ply
the sky.

© MLee Dickens'son 17 April 2006

20 Sittin' SillyBull

No syllable
in 'is outpost
is billable
by any host.

'is copyright
is fer 'is pomes
so's not to slight
the writin' gnomes.

'e's got big feet
but they c’n dance,
an' from 'is seat
'e'll often prance.

Sometimes 'is strum
don’t match th' drum.

© MLee Dickens'son 18 April 2006

21 painful wait fer dande

startled awake, stabbin' pain
graspin' me shoulders again
strummin' the blues
in 'lectrical hues
seems that it ain't gonna wane

so… I'll head out to the tree
but still… can't dande see…

i git me laptop an' wait…
mayhaps she'll skip by the gate
she's taken 'er goods
up to the north woods…
Circadia, sooner or late

© MLee Dickens'son 20 April 2006


Note: Having waked up with pain in my shoulders and hands this morning, I'd already 'decided' to try fitting two abbreviated limericks together with a rhyming couplet to make a distinctive sonnet bref... so my 'interaction' with dande ( who's been now posting her third round in a third place! ) prompted this. I just couldn't resist... and I carved 'er initials in a tree up in them thar woods too! ;D

22 o' bits

wild winds have ceased
huge branches hewn
some passing beast
has our friend strewn
great tire-swing bough
twigs, leaf debris
remember how
we'd had to flee
emotion bits
on scraps of brain
synapse were writ…
alive, not slain...
they're penned in blood
where willow stood

© MLee Dickens'son 21 April 2006

23 Poppygation

A Poppy is no stranger
curled up beneath some log
but looms a re-arranger
of fields where once stood bog
plowed up and spread, then harrowed
now seeded from her pod…
a million tufted arrows
point out beyond, to God

The earth can never still her
nor others of her kind
who propagate what nature
has stirred up in their minds
and hearts to share whatever
new hue their petals find

© MLee Dickens’son 22 April 2006

24 'round a garden

Bronze, shriveled daffodils,
wrung bluebells hushed and gone…
chickweed through leaf mulch spills
out on a greening lawn.
Soft rainfall slowly fills
then overflows old pond
where enervated koi
play tag 'round ice-bent frond
the freeze did not destroy.
Aloft, lithe Dogwood's donned
a white and pink pastel;
Oak snows a yellow dust
that wheezes All is swell…

while Mower spits out rust.

25 temparents

Twin grandsons give excuse
for growling like a dog
act like a silly goose
appear to slip a cog

I sing as Daniel Duck
or squeak as Danny Mouse
don cloak as Friar Huck
to stalk around the house

When parents are away
we’d like to give ‘em sweets
but we’re the one’s who’d pay
for hyperactive seats

But when the weekend’s o’er
they’ll head for home once more.

© MLee Dickens’son 29 April 2006

26 loungin' a round

a three-foot pool is fine
ta cool a body down
er even lounge 'n' dine
while turnin' slightly brown

a four-foot's better yet
fer swimmin'... if it’s large
but upkeep's rough, I'd bet...
an' neyburrs cain't be charged.

five-footer'd be a dream
what may come true sum day
but that'd be extreme...
an' be more work th'n play

fer now I'll float right here...
there'll always be next year.

© MLee Dickens'son 29 April 2006

27 slack

figg'rin' takes more time
th'n doin' it, I think,
an' when they's not in sync
it's like ya're doin' mime
'cause nothin' quite gits done
what you's been thinkin' 'bout
an' they's but little doubt
ya'd rather do what’s fun.

so git yer body out
an' do what's gotta be,
an' after that, come back
... an' cut that stupid pout!
git rid o' ol' debris,
an' give yer spouse sum slack.

© MLee Dickens'son 29 April 2006

28 surprising Rene

a birthday comes
a birthday goes
no beating drums
nobody knows

but secretly
they’ve baked a cake
discordantly
a song they make

you come home tired
prepared to sleep
but now they've fired
adrenaline… bleep

oh well, you say
it was my day

© MLee Dickens'son 30 April 2006

29 and folding

My April brefs
are near their end
Those graded F
I won’t defend...
but it’s been fun
nevertheless
I’m nearly done
with this fine mess

Though I've enjoyed
a little stint
in smaller size...
if I’ve annoyed
you with my print
I ‘pologize.

© MLee Dickens'son 30 April 2006

30 Life don’t end at 30

A month of rain
has been too brief
but trees and grain
are sprouting leaf

Return to pro—
duck-tivity
and quid pro quo
proclivity

a riposte here
response-pome there
pas très austere…
mayhaps a prayer

I’m thirty twice
but I’m still nice

© MLee Dickens'son 30 April 2006

Posted by: Cleo_Serapis Apr 30 06, 20:27

Wow Daniel.

I haven't attempted ONE of these yet and here you are making it look so simple with THIRTY - each very unique.

Perhaps when I can sit down and take in each one, you will inspire me to try this form?

Ya never know...

I'll be back soon.

Cleo

Posted by: Cathy May 1 06, 07:36

Your string of brefs
has been so fine,
enjoyed them all
e'en though not mine.

I wrote a few
to test the form,
I like their sound
although not norm.

Experiments
can turn out well,
when playing 'round
then you can tell

how far we fools
can stretch the rules.

Posted by: JustDaniel May 1 06, 08:17

Thanks fer ticklin' me, Cat!

Loosin' our bref dancin'

We're not the fools
the jester said
of all the ghouls
who shake their heads
at silliness
with sacred forms
that pokes at them
who must conform

Don't they see the point?
Poems don't annoint
forms eternally
for the world to see
icons... holy... awed.
That's what's really odd!

© MLee Dickens'son 01 May 2006

deLightin' in the dance, Daniel

Posted by: JustDaniel Oct 13 06, 12:09

Critique Club

To me there's little diff
how many beats you choose;
I surely want no tiff
but try to not abuse
the names that others give
those forms which they adore.
For me, it's Live, let live!
I’d just as soon ignore...

but if I'd give critique
I can't... then I'm a schmuck!
I could say, Wow! Unique!
as though I've been dumb-struck.

Now there I go ~ the rub:

off beatin' with the club.

Posted by: JustDaniel Sep 7 07, 08:24

^{Here's another old one that I offered to a fellow-writer in response to his verson of a shortened sonnet-like forme... and I offered it with slant rhyme:}

MLee’s Slant en bref

what’s yours is yours;
what’s mine is mine—
i would not force
my ‘bref’ on thine.

your ‘minimal’
is not the norm—
but i’d be small
to not conform

MLee, en bref
has always been—
a cause o’ grief
to folks, so then

en bref i speak—
for shortness sake

_{© MLee Dickens'son 02 April 2006}

Posted by: JustDaniel Jul 18 14, 16:36

Extending a ^(short) Hand

No one's discussed
this form of late;
does it disgust
or desecrate?

Shorthand is all
it is to me;
without a wall
my writing's free.

I bid you come
to join the fun;
give chords a strum,
and you've begun.

One closing thought
shows you've been taught.

© MLee Dickens'son 2014

Posted by: Larry Jul 21 14, 16:29

Bref-ly

“ ‘Twas not I lacked
the words,” said he,
“for there’s in fact
a panoply

of those with which
one may enthrall.”
“I’d never ditch
the sonnet’s call.”

“It’s so concise
so one must think
which words suffice
and how to link

them to each thought
which you have wrought.”

Hope this one's okay Daniel!

Larry

Posted by: JustDaniel Jul 21 14, 17:13

It is fine
to so speak
you define
that sharp beak

pecking words
with great force;
it's absurd
to outsource

to some form
better known
to conform
or postpone.

Give your mind
unrefined!

Posted by: Larry Jul 22 14, 14:28

Bref-er

I do
concede
the need
for you

to choose
each thought
you’ve caught
or use

in verse
and rhyme,
sublime
or terse,

to tell
your tale.

Posted by: Larry Jul 23 14, 10:02

Bref-est

We
tried,
he
cried,

to
claim
new
fame.

Trite
laws
might
cause

brain
strain.

Posted by: JustDaniel Jul 23 14, 12:35

Oil'sWell

Well
done!
Swell
fun.

Spin
words
in
sherds;

shed
naught;
shred
thought...

mined
mind.

Posted by: Larry Jul 30 14, 09:16

Needle works

Mend
clothes
friend
chose

which
tear.
Stitch
where

rips
stop.
Snip!
Crop!

So
sew!

Posted by: JustDaniel Aug 3 14, 14:20

Bruise to Booze

Lar
writes
bare
bites

chews
verbs
muse
blurbs

out
spits
stout
glitz

fine
wine

Posted by: Larry Aug 5 14, 13:16

Ob Verse

Our Dan
concocts
a plan
that rocks

the mind
of those
whose kind
oppose

slight change
in form.
Arrange
the norm

to be
as free.

Posted by: JustDaniel Aug 7 14, 10:55

Flight Afoot

When you're free
you may yet
rhyme with glee
and no threat

to run off
without form;
needn't scoff
nor conform.

At its height
freedom wings;
while in flight
meter sings

rhythm's beat
with its feet.

© MLee Dickens'son 2014

Posted by: Larry Aug 7 14, 13:21

Add-a-boy

With one foot
you step out
then you put
a more stout

syllable
in your verse,
colorful
but not terse.

Add one more
for two feet;
you’ll adore
just how sweet

poems can be
when you’re free.

Posted by: Larry Aug 23 14, 15:37

Shorted

Left out,
no doubt
because
the pause

was long.
No song
this short
is part

of what
is thought
to make
or break

a verse
this terse.

Posted by: JustDaniel Aug 24 14, 20:14

funeral rehearsal

When the hearse
left the church
to rehearse
and research

how he died
without pain,
how the sky
showed disdain.

It was black
and the clouds
crumpled back
into shrouds.

They released
him in peace.

Posted by: Larry Aug 24 14, 23:17

Still Living

He was peace
but the wars
didn’t cease
and it’s scars

they applied
on his hands
and his side
met demands

prophesied;
so that cross
where He died
was no loss

for He’s here,
always near.

Posted by: JustDaniel Aug 25 14, 10:34

BRAVO !

Posted by: Larry Aug 26 14, 15:01

Thank You, Daniel!

Your "funeral rehearsal" was the inspiration.

Larry

Posted by: Larry Jan 20 15, 00:09

Alone With My Thoughts

They've all gone,
I'm afraid,
like the dawn
when stars fade

from the sky
and the sun
with its sigh
leaves but one

who will post
in these halls
while each ghost
footstep falls.

I shall muse!
You peruse.

Posted by: Larry Feb 10 15, 23:54

Keep Trying


Valentines
is a day
when man dines
on dismay

wondering
what to buy.
Some more bling?
Though they try

every year
to surprise
someone dear
to their eyes

they will fail
to excel.

Posted by: Alan Feb 11 15, 06:47

Larry, never done one of these, so this is very off the cuff, and does not rhyme. Pleased consider it to be addressed as a crit piece - where did I (not !) go wrong ?

chocolates
are no go -
the lady
is no tramp

O-line now
high fashion
or is that
pregnancy ?

no, middle-age
spread, like
peanut butter
then add jamb

to succumb
for strict
passage -
it's no go

thin your waste
or widen doors

Alan

Posted by: Larry Feb 15 15, 16:34

Hi Alan,

The only thing I can advise is go back to the beginning of this string and read what Daniel wrote down as the
rules for this new form of "sonnet?". Still not sure if the rhyme scheme is ABAB or AABB or some other combination.

Larry

p.s. It was great for your first try.

Posted by: JustDaniel Feb 27 15, 13:11

EXCUSED ABSENCE

My screen was broke;
son tried to help.
His E-Bay bloke
was just a whelp.

The one he sent
would not install;
now he is bent
and filled with gall.

Will not repay
without a split;
we're in a fray,
and I could spit.

Laptop is new;
rejoined the few!

Posted by: Larry Mar 2 15, 00:04

Not Enough Words

Few rejoined
in the fray
of forms coined.
Their dismay

stopped them short
‘ere they tried
a retort.
They all cried

“It’s too hard”,
“I’m confused”;
so their bard
was bemused

and then quit
in a snit!

Posted by: Larry Jun 29 15, 09:47

Grin and Pare It

A snit
or two
no crit
will do

for those
who tried.
They chose,
implied

that this
short form's
a miss
but charms

a smile
with style.

Posted by: JustDaniel Aug 5 15, 23:10

Free Will

Will style
bemuse
awhile
our muse

we still
will write
though quill
be trite.

The thing's
to try
what brings
our eye

to see
what's free.

Posted by: Larry Aug 6 15, 14:28

Eulogy

Free what’s
in minds
and thoughts;
all kinds

of verse
we share.
No worse
for wear,

our good
advice
now would
be nice

if read
when dead.

Posted by: JustDaniel Aug 8 15, 01:37

dead aim

dead when
our works
are read?'
no perks

for now
though we
show how
with glee

to pen
right back
e'en when
friends slack

who cares;
that's theirs!

Posted by: Larry Aug 9 15, 13:46

awakening

That they’re
not here
to share
is fear,

perhaps
they feel
a lapse
will heal

their muse.
They can’t
refuse,
recant;

their gift
will lift.

Posted by: JustDaniel Aug 9 15, 15:43

Night Visitor

Always sneer
when he's near;
never smile,
e'en awhile.

He will eat
all that's sweet;
he'll devour
all your flour.

He will drink
from your sink;
he will spit
where you sit.

He will share
your nightmare.

Posted by: Larry Aug 10 15, 09:58

pest aside

If a roach
in the dark
did encroach
I’d embark

on a plan
to negate
with a can
which is great

for the fumes
which it sprays
fills the rooms
and it stays

to effect
that insect.

Posted by: JustDaniel Aug 10 15, 19:05

More Ohs, Morose?

Arthritis racks my fingers,
neuropathy my feet;
from work the pain still lingers
though I'm here on my seat.

My shoulders' ache's persistent;
my eyes are blurred and tired;
my urge to go's insistent;
I need to be rewired.

My knees and shins both make me limp;
my muscles lose their tone;
although I'm looking less the blimp
my toothache makes me moan.

"Would I be better off if dead?"
keeps running through my head.

Posted by: Larry Aug 11 15, 07:48

Know pain – no gain!

The metric variables
have got me so confused
and caused me lots of troubles
because I’ve never used

a scheme where each line varies;
goes up then takes a dive.
I guess the rules that carries,
“each one is less than five

iambic feet” but it feels strange.
I count each word with care
and add, subtract or rearrange
with nothing left to spare.

My brain is all that hurts right now;
I finished it somehow.

Posted by: JustDaniel Aug 11 15, 18:06

Please note opening definition:

Posted by: Larry Aug 11 15, 18:31

Hi Daniel,

The last of the instructions is what had me confused.

It is the "shorter than iambic tetrameter" which got me. Your lines 9, 11 and 13 are all in tetrameter. Line 13
isn't very iambic but the other two are.

Thus, the confusion.

Larry

Posted by: JustDaniel Aug 12 15, 17:04

Irregular Cavorting

Iambic's not
required, although
I've seldom fought
its to-and-fro.

Sometimes I use
common meter;
though it confused,
I'm not a cheater.

lines two and four
are 'tetra-short';
so don't abhor
how I cavort.

Experiment
to your content.

Posted by: Larry Aug 12 15, 23:15

Creator’s Prerogative

If you’re content
and satisfied
when rules are bent
or what you’ve scried

of thoughts yet writ
in metered verse
then never quit.
It could be worse

like things I’ve read;
pretentious prose
which hurts my head
so I propose

your Sonnet-bref
cannot be pelf.

Posted by: JustDaniel Aug 13 15, 18:21

un-selfed by pelf

What's pelf to do
with my sad verse?
I know I screw
with rules and worse

but ill-got gain
seems far afield,
perhaps arcane -
meaning concealed.

But then it could
be that I'm dense -
a brain of wood,
so no offense.

When you explain
't will all be plain.

Posted by: Larry Aug 13 15, 18:41

Hi Daniel,

My last line "cannot be pelf" should have explained where I was coming from.

I think your "sonnet bref" is delightful and your last explanation of different line lengths being okay just expands
my admiration of this form. Your new form, in no way whatsoever, could be considered "ill-gotten gains". You
should be applauded and your brain is not dense nor made of wood. You made the rules and therefore are
allowed to bend them in any shape you desire. Besides, like Mel Brooks says "It's good to be the King"!

Again, in admiration,

Larry

Posted by: JustDaniel Aug 14 15, 00:29

Reign of Stimulation

Larry is the king
of those who write here;
there's hardly a thing
he won't domineer.

Sometimes I don't know
words that he uses;
I easily show
that it confuses

but when he explains
it's clear that I should
have seen that my brains
had misunderstood.

Use dictionary;
can't seem contrary.


By the way, Larry, I certainly was not offended by your piece; actually I was ironically making fun of myself for having had to look up the word! LOL

Posted by: Larry Aug 14 15, 15:36

Arose Colored Gasses

I’m blushing, bright pink
from undeserved praise.
I know that you think
my words are a maze

but things seem to stick
in my little brain.
I’m really quite thick
and it is a strain

to emulate form
and style you invent.
It may be the norm
to some small extent;

words seem to amass
and I just add gas.

Posted by: JustDaniel Aug 15 15, 07:35

Invisible Off Fence

Colored gas
sounds toxic;
makes one's ass
seem talk sick?

Think I'll change
subject now;
can't estrange
your know-how.

No one else
tolerates
my revels
or debates.

Gas away;
I will stay.

Posted by: Larry Aug 15 15, 19:14

Buds in Bloom

Staying will
now be nice,
the appeal
will suffice

until some
come back home
with a crumb
or a tome

just to vent
or display
where they went.
Will they stay

Matters not,
you I’ve got.

Posted by: JustDaniel Aug 15 15, 23:48

Cher-ished Memory?

I got you, babe,
they both sang
and, honest abe,
their music sprang.

It didn't last;
he was too slow
and she was fast,
they say, ya know?

But anyway
he hit the trees
on skis one day,
and holy geez....

One leg can't fight
the other, right?

Posted by: Larry Aug 16 15, 20:43

G. I. Schmoes

To the right!
To the left!
What a sight,
they’re bereft

of good sense.
They can’t walk,
they’re too dense
and they balk

at commands
which I yell.
Shifting sands
march as well

‘cause the boots
are recruits.

Posted by: JustDaniel Aug 17 15, 01:24

go casual

re suits:
who gives
two hoots
or grieves

if lost?
I'd pay
the cost
to stay

in jeans
all week;
cool beans!
they're chic.

in short
cavort

Posted by: Larry Aug 17 15, 15:30

cracks shot

covert
he moved
in dirt
and proved

his aim
had been
to maim.
The men

he trained
to kill
refrained
to fill

his ears
with jeers.

Posted by: JustDaniel Aug 17 15, 23:32

Purrfect Knight?

She hears and jerks
as music blurts,
her suitor shirks,
yet still she flirts.

No one gets near
as dance goes on;
it seems quite clear
she wants no john.

The concert ends
and home she heads,
but night extends
with man in threads

impressing her;
she starts to purr.

Posted by: Larry Aug 18 15, 14:48

a phones’ throw away

She pressed to start
her brand new phone;
that button part
won’t turn it on.

What’s wrong with it?
It worked before
it bounced a bit
and hit the floor.

That little case
she got on sale
was to embrace
it if it fell.

Her sale now sailed
when all else failed.

Posted by: JustDaniel Aug 18 15, 17:18

Use Your Head Ahead

When all else fails
perhaps you'll read
directions: rails
that safely lead

to places where
each piece will fit;
you can compare
from where you sit

and see the whole
begin to form --
regain control,
chutzpah transform.

Next time just scan
provided plan.

Posted by: Larry Aug 18 15, 23:16

tree-huggers air

Providing plants
with light and space
may not enhance
the human race

but some will say
those trees and leaves,
when gone away
that no one breathes

so I don’t think
it would be wise
when forests shrink.
Everyone dies.

Go plant some now
and take a bow.

Posted by: JustDaniel Aug 20 15, 00:44

Two Bambi-nos

Take out your bow
and arrows too,
then ask your bro
to come with you.

The hunt is on
so both arise
before the sun
to get the prize.

You stalk the woods
to find the prey;
your neighborhood's
out of the way

but not one deer
inhabits here.

Posted by: Larry Aug 20 15, 15:51

measures of silence

In habits there
are many nuns.
They dress austere
with hair in buns

or cut real short.
They teach in schools
without retort
except for fools

who may speak out.
That’s a mistake;
without a doubt
the room will quake

and knuckles hurt
from those who blurt.

Posted by: JustDaniel Aug 20 15, 23:06

Flirting with Stupidity

For those who blurt
suggestive words
and think they flirt
are really turds.

They think they're cute
or what they say
is quite astute;
they need to pray

instead of prey
on womenfolk;
they are cliché
and but a joke

The butt of joke
will be their poke.

Posted by: Larry Aug 21 15, 12:20

lawn dancing

Their pokes
in hills
provokes
and spills

a lot
of ants.
I got
a glance

of one
who did
for fun
to rid

his yard.
Stung hard!

Posted by: JustDaniel Aug 22 15, 04:51

novice joker

struggle
with balls;
juggle
in halls

climb up
on rope
close up
with hope

paint smile
on face
argyle
and lace

poor clown
falls down

Posted by: Larry Aug 22 15, 22:36

bad guns linger

false town’s
a lot
where rounds
are shot

to make
a film;
your break
is slim

to be
a star
no fee
so far

bad luck
you suck

Posted by: JustDaniel Aug 23 15, 08:10

hopeless

you suck
your thumb,
a schmuck
become

because
you can't
de-fuzz
the scant

hair on
your face;
come-on,
embrace

pure fact:
you're jacked

Posted by: Larry Aug 23 15, 12:02

e i e i eohippus

your jack’s
an ass
but facts
surpass

mere schools
which taught
that mules
have caught

the gene
for size,
they’re mean
but wise

and bite
for spite

Posted by: JustDaniel Aug 23 15, 15:35

e i e i oops!

for spite
I said
I'd bite
your head

but you
had heard
askew
each word

to light
your bed
not quite
I'd said

I pecked
your neck

Posted by: Larry Aug 24 15, 21:23

weighty thoughts

your neck
is strong,
a speck
too long

but head’s
on tights.
My dreads,
it might

become
a weight
to some.
I’d hate

to bring
a sling.

Posted by: JustDaniel Aug 26 15, 14:08

A Giant Tale

a sling
aweigh;
one zing
to slay

Golai
who was
big guy
above

King Saul's
army;
he falls
alee.

So long,
head-strong.

Posted by: Larry Aug 26 15, 20:12

parsed farce

head strong
in thought
but wrong
and ought

to say
it’s so,
delay
and know

the zeal
of those
who will
expose

that fact;
redact.

Posted by: JustDaniel Aug 27 15, 04:19

Red to Red

Red acts
to dye
the flax
you buy

to make
covers
to wake
lovers.

After
long night's
laughter
and fights

they're dead
in bed.

Posted by: Larry Aug 27 15, 17:13

mountin’ ken

inbred,
their line
is said
benign

but bro
and sis
now know
a kiss

may lead
to some
strange deed,
become

fore-warned…
four armed?

Posted by: JustDaniel Aug 28 15, 06:24

from forearm to calf

forearm
inside
won't harm
her hide

the cow
will know
somehow
she'll grow

the calf...
for her
behalf
will stir

come forth
henceforth

Posted by: Larry Aug 28 15, 14:04

a loud action

for sense
to reign
convince
your brain

that thought,
not deed,
means naught.
Proceed

to act
not think;
in fact
distinct

don’t stew
just do.

Posted by: JustDaniel Aug 28 15, 20:44

Mined in a Ditch?

do just
as much
as lust
can touch

but don't
do wrong;
it won't
be long

before
you see
'amour'
can be

a bitch
to ditch

Posted by: Larry Aug 29 15, 21:47

gold-brick her

to ditch
a girl
just twitch
and curl

your lip
to feign
lost grip,
insane

if that
don’t work
grow fat
and shirk

no dough
she’ll go.

Posted by: JustDaniel Aug 30 15, 19:11

Reconsider?

She'd go
with you
although
she'd chew

you out
for sure
about
impure

comments
you make
not meant
to break

her heart.
Why start?

Posted by: Larry Sep 1 15, 22:43

religious pair a tease

Why start
with one
be smart
and shun

monog-
amy;
a blog
I see

says two
or more
will do
to score.

Mormon
for fun.

Posted by: JustDaniel Sep 3 15, 05:51

caught on your cot?

for fun
you cheat
but done
so neat

you hy-
phenate
so I
debate

legit-
imate?
is it
a mutt?

methinks
it stinks

Posted by: Larry Sep 3 15, 15:33

emu late

It stank
but you
now rank
it poo

or worse
a cur,
too terse
and stir

your bile
and yet
my style
was met

two times
in rhymes.

Posted by: JustDaniel Sep 4 15, 03:49

un-gumming

in rhymes
it's true
betimes
our poo

is forced
if we
have horsed
to free

that muse
inside
whose clues
have died

outcome:
down-thumb

Posted by: Larry Sep 4 15, 14:21

daze gone by

thumb down
a ride
to town
beside

a road
or street
the mode
replete

with fates
these days
creates
that phrase

wrong guy
you die

Posted by: JustDaniel Sep 5 15, 04:40

hmm

you dye
your clothes
and fry
your nose

in too
much sun
outdo
your hun

at work
and play
and smirk
risqué

you smoke
some coke?

Posted by: Larry Sep 5 15, 14:20

mind connections

some coax
and plead
but folks
succeed

with more
than words;
implore's
for birds.

don't preach
and stew
just reach,
undo

a belt;
it's felt.

Posted by: JustDaniel Sep 6 15, 03:17

familiar ring

it's felt
inside;
he knelt --
denied

she'd not
accept;
forgot
she slept

with his
best friend;
she says
she'll mend

her glow
with bro

Posted by: Larry Sep 6 15, 10:21

boil and bubble trouble

with brew
in pot
she knew
a lot

of things
must go;
bat wings,
frog’s toe,

for fell
effect;
her spell
was wrecked

hubbard’s
cupboard

Posted by: JustDaniel Sep 7 15, 04:38

Poe-mm seedlings

covered
wagon
smothered
dragon

strangled
kitten
mangled
mitten

shallows
water
gallows
daughter

story
quarry

Posted by: Larry Sep 7 15, 18:31

prey prays

quarry’s
hiding
for he’s
biding

time ‘till
scamper
home will
hamper

big cat
dining.
when that
shining

sun’s set,
I’ll get

Posted by: JustDaniel Sep 8 15, 06:05

free at last

ill-got
kitten
was not
sittin'

when tom
licked 'er
bottom
with purr

so he'd
catch some
agreed
succumb

whence she
got free

Posted by: Larry Sep 8 15, 15:43

gone?

got
free
not
me

I’ll
stay
while
play

is
fun
‘tis
done

here,
hear.

Posted by: JustDaniel Sep 9 15, 02:52

macho

hire
thee
fire
me

do
work
spew
twirk

grow
crop
no
stop

eat
meat

Posted by: Larry Sep 9 15, 21:30

skid he-rows

meet
some
neat
bum

whose
shined
shoes
blind

you’ll
get
cool
vet

pride
bides

Posted by: JustDaniel Sep 10 15, 08:37

Merry Age

bods
are
God's
jar

life
wears;
wife
cares

you
not
blue
spot

paired
shared

Posted by: Larry Sep 10 15, 18:45

remind her

share
the
spare
key

to
find
you
wind

tricked
by
chick
lie:

dote
note

Posted by: JustDaniel Sep 11 15, 09:11

flagged

notable
when we find
quotable
things we signed

then forgot
filed away
in a slot
to decay

stumbled on
when we sought
words to spawn
when distraught

flabbergast
up the mast

Posted by: Larry Sep 13 15, 15:20

apprehend shun

Up they massed
to the stores
where they cast
bricks through doors

as they feigned
a protest
and remained
for unrest;

looted shops
owned by blacks
no one stops
their attacks

cops can’t shoot
when they loot.

Posted by: JustDaniel Sep 14 15, 06:16

hoarder horrors

piling loot
in storage;
later mute
forage

can't discard
all the junk
in your yard;
smells of skunk

where'd we get
all the stuff;
I forget;
what's enough?

throw it out?
somehow, doubt

Posted by: Larry Sep 14 15, 21:48

cynic-ism

What is doubt?
I would ask,
but a drought
and a mask

on your brain
evidenced
by the strain
you’ve convinced

your poor mind
to believe.
You have dined
on deceive.

Fill your cup,
look it up.

Posted by: JustDaniel Sep 15 15, 21:10

dinner in

look it up
look it down
turn your cup
all around

find a drink
get some food
try to think
what is good

build a meal
ask a friend
don't conceal
or defend

your choices
or voices

Posted by: Larry Sep 16 15, 22:10

troubled clef

voices are
very flat
searching for
some notes that

match the song
which they sing
it’s all wrong
but they cling

to their path
down the road;
leader’s wrath
will explode

calling them
herd with hymn

Posted by: JustDaniel Sep 18 15, 08:16

wrong suitor

heard with him
woman hid
'cause she's prim
and his kid

is a punk;
she's afraid
he'll be drunk
in the glade

where they'd eat
her packed lunch;
she's discreet
with a hunch

he's no match
for her snatch

Posted by: Larry Sep 18 15, 13:23

apprise a prize

snatch for her
diamond rings,
a nice fur,
other things

she desires
so you may
light the fires
gone away

but she’ll whine
for divorce;
“yours is mine!”
on her course

to surprise
other guys.

Posted by: JustDaniel Sep 19 15, 07:35

once a missus

other guy
she had met
caught her eye
and abets

her divorce
from her man --
no remorse;
it began

innocent
with a shrug
reticent
then a hug

then a kiss
all amiss

Posted by: Larry Sep 19 15, 23:10

lip service

all a miss
needs to do
is a kiss
maybe two

on the cheek
of a guy
who is meek,
also shy

to convince
single life
is past tense
and a wife

he must get,
married yet?

Posted by: JustDaniel Sep 20 15, 00:26

Happy For Rest

Merry yet?
Robin asked
someone bet
if we're masked

we would be.
Little John
won't agree
whereupon

they donned tights
forest green;
arrow flights
crisp and clean

Sherwood be
nice to see!

Posted by: Larry Sep 22 15, 12:35

give up the ghost

To see nice
wear your specs;
paradise
that effects

your two eyes
may assist
vision lies
or a tryst

with a fence
or a sign
and convince
the Divine

you’re obtuse.
What’s the use!

Posted by: JustDaniel Sep 22 15, 14:27

a clean slate

What's the use
of tissue?
blow refuse
or issue

from your nose
or your rear
wiping those
ear to ear

from a roll
or a box
it's parole
to buttocks

what relief
for your beef!

Posted by: Larry Sep 23 15, 18:14

rhetor-wreck

Foyer beef
drew a crowd
with belief,
“it was loud”

that a fight
might ensue
in the night
and a few

placed their bet
that someone
would soon get
out his gun.

fisticuffs
aren’t enough

Posted by: JustDaniel Sep 24 15, 00:13

Children's Church

What's enough
in the pew
meets rebuff
to argue

afterwards
in the hall
when their words
start a brawl

between five
six-year-olds
who derive
from their colds

lots of snot
as they fought

Posted by: Larry Sep 24 15, 14:48

bar none

Are they fraught
with desire
to be caught
and a fire

made to start
on behinds?
It was smart
but law binds

hands that rear
children now,
so that fear
will allow

kids it fails
room in jails.

Posted by: JustDaniel Sep 25 15, 01:15

Barred

jail
will
fail
Bill

can't
glean
pants
clean

not
pleased
cot
greased

sleep
creeps

Posted by: Larry Sep 26 15, 22:56

grave tracks

creeps
gone
sleeps
on

old
cot
mold
got

in
hair
thin,
bare,

meth
death

Posted by: JustDaniel Sep 27 15, 00:45

ex-pulslive

death
knell
breath
smell

grayed
socks
frayed
locks

dull
eyes
bull
flies

sponge
grunge

Posted by: Larry Sep 28 15, 21:24

dis-in-turd

grunge
feared
plunge
cleared

bile
skin
while
in

surf
waves,
turf
saves

derm’s
germs

Posted by: JustDaniel Sep 28 15, 23:26

wiggle room

germs
make
worms
shake

where
they
dare
stray

from
their
bum
lair

dirt
flirt

Posted by: Larry Sep 29 15, 17:33

cellar shorts

flirt
wears
skirt,
shares

thighs
men
prize
when

winds
blow
sins
show

pants
dance

Posted by: JustDaniel Sep 30 15, 06:01

passing glances

dance
when
pants
gain

guy
stares;
sly
dares

to
touch
too
much

slap
chap

Posted by: Larry Oct 1 15, 14:32

bowl games

chip
and
dip
can

taste
best,
waste
less

‘cause
thrills
pause
spills…

bowl’s
goals

Posted by: JustDaniel Oct 1 15, 18:20

Joe King aside

goal
keep
stole
sleep

ball
came
all
game

high
score
by
your

foe
Joe

Posted by: Larry Oct 3 15, 21:44

coffee klutz

joe’s
hot
dough’s
not

cup’s
warm;
sups
charm

taste
buds,
haste
floods

putz’
guts

Posted by: JustDaniel Oct 4 15, 08:09

goat bloat

goat
ate
note
late

last
night;
fast
flight

from
us;
dumb
cuss

crap
scrap

Posted by: Larry Oct 5 15, 23:00

junque man

scrap
shows
chap
knows

what
sells,
not
smells;

steel,
tin
will
win

trash
cash

Posted by: JustDaniel Oct 7 15, 20:23

funny money

cash
poor
crash
floor

Wall
Street
brawl
bleat

lured
sheep
herd
sleep

buck
pluck

Posted by: Larry Oct 8 15, 17:37

bank account dent test

plaque
builds
black
yields

to
rot
you
got

big
bills
dig
drills

numbs
gums

Posted by: JustDaniel Oct 9 15, 07:04

bubble trouble

gum
balls
from
malls

hurt
chops
spurt
drops

of
spit
shove
bits

tooth
truth

Posted by: Larry Oct 11 15, 23:44

wasn’t me

truths
from
youths
come

fixed
by
mixed
lie

and
some
grand
dumb

peer
smear

Posted by: JustDaniel Oct 12 15, 12:12

OOPS!

mere
nails
shear
male's

long
hair;
strong
stare

met
her;
let
stir

sheer
fear

Posted by: Larry Oct 13 15, 22:33

steady now

fear
makes
mere
shakes

seem
still,
screams
fill

each
brain;
breach,
strain

nerves
serves

Posted by: JustDaniel Oct 14 15, 16:18

tasters' quick exit

serve
wine;
d'ouevre
line

for
snacks;
more
flax

aids
health;
aide's
stealth

shooed
brood

Posted by: Larry Oct 14 15, 21:16

yellow peril

brood
hens
food
ends

dyed
or
fried
for

kid
meals
mid
squeals

yolks
chokes

Posted by: JustDaniel Oct 15 15, 04:21

crappy critique

choking
causes
joking
pauses

punning
is not
cunning;
deep thought

won't say
something
risqué;
dumb thing

will brew
poo poo

Posted by: Larry Oct 15 15, 21:52

overload

poo poo
wipers
leave you
diapers

piled two
miles high
while goo
slides by

washing
machine
sloshing
won’t clean

shakin’
breakin’

Posted by: JustDaniel Oct 18 15, 14:48

NFL Defense

break
arm;
make
harm

on
foe;
spawn
flow

of
blood;
love
crud:

spurt
hurt

Posted by: Larry Oct 20 15, 22:26

Al

Hirt
notes
flirt;
floats.

shoes
move,
blues
groove,

feet
slap
street;
tap

down
town

Posted by: JustDaniel Oct 23 15, 05:36

borough-crats

town
hall:
clown
brawl

each
week
speech
leak

press
finds
mess;
winds

blight
tight

Posted by: Larry Oct 24 15, 22:53

carp eh diem

tight
race
might
place

votes
where
boats
spare

a
loss;
they
toss

them.
swim?

Posted by: JustDaniel Nov 6 15, 15:07

pool gruel

swim
trunks
brim
chunks

in
pool;
spin
drool

from
lips;
gum
strips

found
ground

Posted by: Larry Nov 6 15, 21:14

fuel fool

ground
edge
found
sledge

trims,
hits
limbs,
splits

wood
pile
good
while

quick
rick

Posted by: JustDaniel Nov 19 15, 06:06

bot wars

trick
shots
prick
bots

oil
leaks
foil
freaks

drilled
lore
builds
more

punk
junk

Posted by: Larry Nov 19 15, 23:34

and teak

junk
show
plunks
dough

in
hand
ten
grand

old
trash
cold
cash

hoard
scored

Posted by: JustDaniel Nov 20 15, 08:17

's old

scored
old
boards
sold

paint
cracks
ain't
slacks

scratched
wood
hatched
good

price
spice

Posted by: Larry Nov 22 15, 17:35

byte bites

spiced
cake’s
nice
baked

when
done
then
run

some
glaze,
yum-
craze

sweet
treat

Posted by: JustDaniel Nov 22 15, 20:52

beat feet

treat
your
feet,
sore

from
long
dumb
song

you
chant
through
pant:

jog
flog

Posted by: Larry Nov 24 15, 23:48

blind luck

frog
jumps
log
bumps

knot
then
got
in

tight
hole,
quiet
mole

fed.
dead!

Posted by: JustDaniel Nov 29 15, 09:01

bye-gone

dead
words
shred
sherds

glimpse
scrap
limps
pap

dunce
thought
once
brought

coy
joy

Posted by: Larry Nov 30 15, 14:25

first Son

joy
brings
Boy
King’s

fixed
birth,
mixed
mirth

and
fear
hands
smear

blood
flood

Posted by: JustDaniel Dec 1 15, 04:49

^{a moving mouse story}

flooded
houses
moody'd
mouse's

former
places;
dormer
spaces

lessen
after
mess in
rafters

dripping-
sipping

Posted by: Larry Dec 3 15, 10:09

vocal yolk kill

sipping
egg-nog
will cling
and clog

songs of
praises
His love
phrases

voices
queasy
choice is
easy

handle
Handel

Posted by: JustDaniel Dec 5 15, 08:12

Lady's Lunch

Hand 'll
lightly
handle
rightly

what she's
building,
with cheese
gilding.

Toasts the
sandwich;
boasts a
taste which

women
swim in.

Posted by: Larry Dec 7 15, 19:21

nature rule selection

swimming
slurry
lemmings
scurry

to steep
cliff-side
and leap,
most died

fated;
never
mated.
clever

mother,
love her!

Posted by: JustDaniel Dec 12 15, 08:45

OOPS!

Lovers
under
covers
wonder

if they
will have
to pay
and halve

income
when they
become
today

errant
parents

Posted by: Larry Dec 14 15, 22:01

Homo-de-ranged

Pair rents
duplex;
two gents
perplex

landlord,
who’s straight,
is jarred.
Vacates

the lease
calls the
police
to plea.

Was rude
and sued.

Posted by: JustDaniel Dec 15 15, 03:18

Fancy Panting

They sued
landlord
as prude;
accord...

then found;
sang them
profound
anthem

pleasing
them and
leasing
firsthand

same place
with lace.

Posted by: Larry Dec 17 15, 15:02

something old – nothing new

With some lace
for the veil
on her face;
just as well

for the bump
on her nose
like the lump
as it grows

in her womb
she must hide
from the groom
by her side.

puberty’s
maladies

Posted by: Larry Jul 20 16, 19:53

Keep it to yourself

Maladies
which transpired
are disease
we acquired

through the air
or by touch.
What we share,
don’t take much

for one germ
does the trick.
I’ll confirm
you’ll get sick.

Please don’t spread;
stay in bed.

Posted by: Psyche Jul 24 16, 23:46

OMG, Larry (and Daniel who originated this thread of Sonnet Bref), this is something to get my head around. I laughed at your Sonnet Bref-er and then came Sonnet Bref-est, if I remember right.

Well, yes, I hate it when people sneeze and cough all over the place, or get out of bed with a fever. No.
And now with this Zika scare, hey, keep away!

Can't say I'm in love with the style...yet. I'll give myself a chance.
Tx for reviving this old thread. Quite a surprise!

Syl

QUOTE (Larry @ Jul 20 16, 21:53 )

Posted by: JustDaniel Jul 26 16, 02:43

Heat Advisory

Stay in bed
when this hot;
better shed
clothes or rot.

Turn the air
on to high;
shave your hair;
let it fly.

Lock the door;
lie there nude
no amour;
just light food

Pray for rain;
read Mark Twain.

Posted by: Larry Jul 26 16, 16:26

Gluteus Glutens

Reading Twain
in the bed
might explain
crumbs of bread

on the sheet
which may cause
a complete
need to pause

and dog-ear
what you read
while you clear
crust and seed

that now seeks
both your cheeks.

Posted by: JustDaniel Jul 30 16, 10:42

Bathing in Public

Both my cheeks
still are white;
no one seeks
them in sight.

Work without
socks or shirt;
no stake-out
to divert

me to change
how I dress;
won't arrange
to impress

lookers-on
on my lawn.

Posted by: Larry Jul 31 16, 14:22

Clean Marine

In Nam
none cared,
no qualm
was shared;

I’ve laved
while nude
and shaved.
Shampooed,

then used
Spring rains;
suffused
soap stains.

Monsoons
were boons.

Posted by: JustDaniel Aug 2 16, 04:21

Brief Boone Bio

Daniel Boone
wore raccoon
on his head;
leaves, his bed.

Pioneer
to frontier;
Wilderness
Road access

to the west
his behest.
had good luck
in Kentuck.

Missouri
misery.

Posted by: Larry Aug 2 16, 23:25

Reminisce Sense

Miss surrey
that was fringed;
no hurry
that unhinged

drivers now
on the street.
You could bow,
be discrete

on your trips
around town.
Finger flips
would go down

and effects
of bad wrecks.

Posted by: JustDaniel Aug 7 16, 00:23

Get the Point

Odd brads work
holding boards
made of cork
for the wards

to display
bulletins
to convey
words with pins

Sticky notes
need not be
only boats
for esprit

no chagrin
with a pin

Posted by: Larry Aug 8 16, 23:27

Accurate Lee

With a pin
he’ll puncture
at the Zen
nerve juncture

to assuage
all your pains
from old age;
what remains

will feel nice
when he’s through
and the price
you’ll construe

that Chinese
fees will please.

Posted by: JustDaniel Aug 12 16, 07:15

poor-mouthing

his fees
so high
I've ceased
to buy

his aid
again;
evade
his den

my teeth
will rot
a sheathe
I've bought

I'll hate
my plate

Posted by: Larry Aug 12 16, 19:59

dad gum it

my plates
are in
so fates
just grin

when food
is served
and chewed.
They’re curved

to close
in mouth
but those
down south

pinch tongue.
It stung!

Posted by: JustDaniel Aug 16 16, 13:57

monkey business

It's tongue
stuck out;
he'd flung
his snout

'til snot
hit me;
he'd shot
my knee

This ape
then threw
a grape;
my shoe

was hit
with spit

Posted by: Larry Aug 16 16, 22:12

polished pride

With spit
they use
a bit
on shoes

to make
them shine.
They take
some fine

soft rags
and buff.
Like flags,
their stuff

reflects
respect.

Posted by: JustDaniel Aug 20 16, 08:52

godlidress

respect's
how you
connect
to do

good things
in town
with wings
and crown

you let
it show
and get
your glow

to shine
divine

Posted by: Larry Aug 21 16, 14:20

sapro-fight

the vine
that grows
may dine
on those

tall plants
whose roots
are scant
and shoots

embed
in bark;
once fed
will hark

small trees’
disease.

Posted by: Larry Sep 29 16, 15:50

derri-error

dis-ease
gave pause
for pleas
and gauze

applied
to my
back side.
I’ll try

and might
explain
my plight,
the pain

chain saws
can cause.

Posted by: Larry Jan 19 17, 17:28

and one to grow on

I see
you brought
up three
and caught

my eye.
More fun!
I’ll try
to run

with these
and hope
to please
not mope.

Here’s ten;
begin.

Posted by: JustDaniel Jan 20 17, 08:18

blue to red

begin
to fly
about
my eye

if you
would like
my shoe
to strike

and smash
your gown
and mash
you down

to bed
in red

Posted by: Larry Jan 20 17, 19:55

‘til death…

In red
she came
to bed.
Her frame

was not
as sweet
as what
did greet

my eyes
when wed.
No guise!
That said,

my wife
for life.

Posted by: JustDaniel Jan 21 17, 06:59

Heavy

four lives
are left;
his five's
bereft

our cat's
half gone;
was sat
upon

by Elle
our phant;
who'll tell?
I can't

such weight
of late!

Posted by: Larry Jan 21 17, 16:41

night shift

Off late
at night
is great
in spite

of sleep
you’ve lost.
It’s cheap,
the cost

will please
when dark
and ease
to park

your car’s
not far.

Posted by: JustDaniel Jan 22 17, 16:37

chipper skipper

not far
away;
sub-par
his play

each shot
is close;
short swat
will host

a bird
that plunks;
we've heard
the clunk

putter
flutter

Posted by: Larry Jan 23 17, 22:31

butterflies

flutters
around
shutters
and found

a space
with shade
to place
eggs laid

so spring
the hatch
will bring
a batch

of bright
in flight.

Posted by: JustDaniel Jan 27 17, 07:07

fake butterfy

If it lights
after flight
on your clothes
to repose

it's a moth
and your cloth
will have holes
from the trolls

it will hatch
from a batch
of its eggs;
they're the dregs

ere they leave
from your sleeve.

Posted by: Larry Jan 27 17, 21:43

digital language

From your sleeve
hands protrude;
you believe
something rude

will instill,
with a sign,
driving skill.
Yours are fine

but a few
who impede
what you do
while you speed

might expect
one erect.

Posted by: JustDaniel Jan 28 17, 12:25

afterbirth

one erect
little pig
can connect
after swig

to produce
something large...
your excuse
has surcharge

after while
there's a child
and her smile's
sweet and mild

'cause you pay
for the hay

Posted by: Larry Jan 28 17, 21:23

Impressions

For the hey
say hello
so that they
will all know

you’re not rude
and are nice.
Share some food
once or twice

on your walk.
Just be kind
with small talk
and you’ll find

strangers end
with a friend.

Posted by: JustDaniel Jan 29 17, 04:20

the grind

with a friend
you can dance
till you end
any chance

you'll get sleep
before work
so you creep
to go perk

morning brew
to keep eyes
open to
improvise

ways to fend
till weekend

Posted by: Larry Jan 29 17, 14:41

furrow furlough

Till weekends
on the farm
and those bends
which may harm

tender backs
and each knee
that attacks
may just free

you from pain
in your joints
and you’ll gain
extra points

with produce
you induce.

Posted by: JustDaniel Jan 31 17, 15:09

fast food

Induce
the ground;
produce
is found

to rot
in place
if not
embraced;

just pick
it up
for quick
fresh sup

it's food
that's good

Posted by: Larry Feb 1 17, 08:39

terse verse

Good
rhymes
stood
time’s

worst
trial.
First
smile,

then
laugh
when
half

fills
bills.

Posted by: JustDaniel Feb 1 17, 10:18

scraping

bills
paid
wills
frayed

tough
times
rough
rhymes

yet
love
pet
dove

coo
coup

Posted by: Larry Feb 1 17, 22:22

careen mated

coup-de-ville
passed me by
on the hill.
he can fly

but the tread
on his tires
make me dread
that hell fires

will soon claim
on some turn
with its flame
he will burn.

church bell ring
following.

Posted by: JustDaniel Feb 2 17, 04:56

perp walk

You're following
a pretty gal
and swallowing
your rationale

for stalking her
all through the day
a saboteur
out on Broadway

No matter that
someone will see:
she turned and spat
upon my knee.

I ran and cried;
became red-eyed.

Posted by: Larry Feb 2 17, 17:47

flight plan

Red-eyed
and high
decides
to fly

around
his room
but found
the broom

he’d tried
to use
denied
the cruise,

he wept
and swept.

Posted by: JustDaniel Feb 3 17, 10:20

flight of fancy

she swept
the floor
and wept
before

she climbed
aboard;
once primed
she soared

around
the room
profound
on broom

bewitch
the witch

Posted by: Larry Feb 3 17, 16:02

mates fate

witches
that ride
switches
all tied

with cord
on sticks
will board
for tricks

without
a treat
no doubt
she’ll greet

her groom
with broom.

Posted by: JustDaniel Feb 4 17, 05:56

veggie duty

with broom
I sweep
legumes
from deep

inside
the cracks
beside
the stacks

of cans
of sliced
pecans
and diced

but sweet
red beets

Posted by: Larry Feb 5 17, 12:28

LI pre-diction

Red beats
the blue
and treats
his crew

with cars
and fame
which mars
the game.

Bookies
are broke,
Brady’s
big choke

cost Pats.
That’s that!

Posted by: JustDaniel Feb 5 17, 16:50

The Fix is In

What's What
Larry
has shut
wary
late date
bettors
who ate
debtors;
surprised
know'talls
apprised
downfalls
before
the door.

Posted by: Larry Feb 6 17, 18:22

c’mon back

The door
near closed
left more
exposed

than one
might think;
the sun
might sink

before
that fame
and score
in game

transpired.
Admired!

Posted by: JustDaniel Feb 7 17, 15:22

OOPS!

ad mired
in mud;
expired
in thud.

Larry's
omen
wary
showman

his pre-
diction
was free
fiction

too bad
so sad

Posted by: Larry Feb 8 17, 23:14

laundry list

So sad
the calls
that had
flag-falls

on third
and long
absurd
but wrong;

three times
gave downs
so crimes
brought crowns,

ref’s tossed
birds lost.

Posted by: JustDaniel Feb 9 17, 16:22

Addled Fallcans

birds lost
so fast;
coin tossed;
he passed

magic
catching;
tragic
retching

TD;
two points;
they see
sheer glee

Now Pats
grand brats

Posted by: Larry Feb 10 17, 11:30

deflated he goes

brats grinned
with fame
when end
of game

trophy
was raised
Brady
was praised

Goodell
hand-shake
went well
but fake

no pump
for chump

Posted by: JustDaniel Feb 10 17, 16:37

spring back

champs made
grand show;
parade
was slow

now all
gone home;
football
'neath dome

will wait
some time;
some hate
that clime

love grass
on ass

Posted by: Larry Feb 12 17, 17:13

stub bourn

An
ass
can
pass

the
mule;
pre-
school

child
knows
wild
grows.

Bare
mare!

Posted by: JustDaniel Feb 12 17, 18:52

barely horsing

mare
ate
bear
bait;

cub
would
rub
wood

forced
mom
horse
from

hid
kid

Posted by: Larry Feb 13 17, 18:27

makin’ lean bacon

kid
goats
rid
stoats

of
fat;
love
that

butt,
chase,
rut,
race

ham
slam.

Posted by: JustDaniel Feb 15 17, 13:21

jail Braille

slammer
uses
grammar
ruses

self-taught
convicts
besot
conflicts

ever
rapping
never
mapping

Webster's
transfers

Posted by: Larry Feb 17 17, 13:36

a fur piece

tans furs
for sale,
incurs
the smell

of bleach
he’ll use
on each
and choose
pole cats
or skunk
and that’s
the junk

they think
is mink.

Posted by: JustDaniel Feb 18 17, 06:38

owed her odor

the minks
include
those links
oft skewed

ferrets'
daughters
namely
otters

part of
their line;
fit glove
just fine

their smell
still swells

Posted by: Larry Feb 19 17, 00:18

it’s my ass ma

smell swells
one’s nose
but quells
bad prose

because
one breath
through jaws
spells death

and sniffs
of it
cause stiffs
who fit

coffin
coughin’

Posted by: JustDaniel Feb 19 17, 07:51

grave results

coughin'
led to
coffin
so you

buried
'cause he
married
you, Bee

spelling
where you're
dwelling.
Bonjour

my dear;
dom'neer

Posted by: Larry Feb 20 17, 09:26

say what?

“dom neer”
is not
too clear
as what

you meant
to say;
extents
dismay

and tax
my brain
for facts.
I strain

with real
appeal.

Posted by: JustDaniel Feb 20 17, 11:48

sir come venting

a peel
atop
the real
word slop

damn near
conceals;
dom'neer
reveals

not much
for sure
in such
a pure

nonsense
defense

Posted by: Larry Feb 21 17, 10:55

pooped out

The fence
was down
and since
the town

outlaws
free rein
for paws;
constrain

your pet
or you
will get
to do

a sole
patrol.

Posted by: JustDaniel Feb 21 17, 13:51

trawler

The troll
beneath
our knoll
has teeth

that scare
my kids;
his stare
just rids

his spot
of all
who'd got
the call

to come,
benumb.

Posted by: Larry Feb 22 17, 14:45

tuff ‘n stuff

Benumbs
the hands
of bums
in lands

where snow
is deep
and so
they keep

the news
to wrap
in shoes
and cap

or gloves
it shoves.

Posted by: JustDaniel Feb 23 17, 00:33

at leased...

shove hard
to go
toward
escrow

shower
still leaks;
power
out; creaks
on stair;
the walls
are bare;
dank halls

our rent's
all spent

Posted by: Larry Feb 24 17, 00:22

slow pokes

All spent
and still,
hell bent
to thrill

but age
and breath
presage
near death

so sex
is out;
effects
no doubt

abort
new start.

Posted by: JustDaniel Feb 24 17, 04:44

mercy me

new start
today;
grace heart
has sway

each morn
refreshed
unshorn
and threshed

the past
erased;
forecast
embraced

I'm free
to be

Posted by: Larry Feb 25 17, 09:49

pollen their weight

Two bees
will fly
through breeze
and sky,

locate
new blooms;
each ate
and grooms

hind legs
which hold
the dregs
of gold

keeps hive
alive

Posted by: JustDaniel Feb 26 17, 07:46

grad you ate

a leave
they seek;
receive
a week

the boots
are free
with hoots
and glee

to base
they crawl;
disgrace
AWOL

sang song
too long

Posted by: Larry Feb 28 17, 14:31

still going

Too long
of tooth
is wrong,
our youth

was spent
so fast
we meant
to last

but now
grey haired
some how
we’re spared

quick death’s
hot breaths.

Posted by: JustDaniel Mar 1 17, 11:33

sea nymphs?

hot breath
still swirls;
it's death
to girls

he wants
to find;
it haunts
his mind.

no mints
will do;
his squints
ensue

now sees
banshees

Posted by: Larry Mar 2 17, 22:08

build three to pee

Ban shes
from loos
that hes
now use

and those
few wrecks
who chose
their sex;

their brains
not groins
have strains.
Snipped loins

bend their
gender.

Posted by: JustDaniel Mar 4 17, 08:27

Wrong of the South

gender
normal
lender
formal

for her
wedding
after
sledding

down the
stairway
doo-hah
zip-d'yay

blue bird
chauffeured

Posted by: Larry Mar 5 17, 15:23

vain feign

Chauffeurs
to town
where lures
abound

that make
you stop;
forsake
those shops

that vend
what’s nice,
pretend;
think twice

or rent’s
now spent.

Posted by: JustDaniel Mar 7 17, 13:13

dollhouse x-mas

now-spent
cartridge;
large vent
partridge

pear tree
broken;
Barby
woken

jailed Ken's
Christmas
in pen's
isthmus

muzzled
puzzled

Posted by: Larry Mar 8 17, 09:13

desert’s sot

Puzzled
Emir
guzzled
his beer

in robes
sweating
ear lobes
getting

deadened
and numb,
reddened
then some

old whore
brought more.

Posted by: JustDaniel Mar 10 17, 13:53

trance formed

bought more
until
outscore
lost thrill

nothing's
teasing;
roughing's
pleasing

living
with less;
giving
to bless

others
druthers

Posted by: Larry Mar 12 17, 00:25

her game – your bawl

Druthers
matter.
Mothers
chatter

with firm
voices;
confirm
choices

but they’re
not yours,
her share
endures

so you
just stew.

Posted by: JustDaniel Mar 15 17, 11:54

Ugly Delicious

rich stew
cooking,
askew
looking

meat and
vegges
no canned
wedges

ever
'ganic;
never
panic

wealthy,
healthy

Posted by: Larry Mar 16 17, 10:33

eat ding

Healthy
eating;
stealthy
cheating,

with new
diet
could you
fry it

or add
something
to fad
dumpling?

Arrange
a change.

Posted by: JustDaniel Mar 21 17, 15:51

enough already!

for a change
rearrange
where we sit
but commit

that you will
then be still
for a while
with a smile

for our peace
while you cease
moving chairs
here downstairs

just relax
your knickknacks

Posted by: Larry Mar 23 17, 08:54

smooth sellin’

Knack for nicks
when he shaves
is a fix
which he braves

for his beard
quickly grows
and it’s weird
but he knows

if each cheek
isn’t smooth,
things look bleak
when he’d groove

with his wife;
it caused strife.

Posted by: JustDaniel Mar 23 17, 13:28

honest answers

strife has grown
in their bed;
can't condone
what he said

yes the dress
makes you look
fat; address
your cookbook

why'd you ask
if you can't
do the task
for your pants

just to fit?
can't admit?

Posted by: Larry Mar 24 17, 21:06

miss cons true

Can’t admit
she was wrong
and she’ll hit
you with song

and a dance
that you’ve seen.
There’s no chance;
she’s the queen

and mistakes
don’t occur,
just bad breaks
as it were.

Blamelessly,
you’ll agree.

Posted by: JustDaniel Mar 25 17, 14:18

crowned

You'd agree
with the crowd
should you see
when you bowed

all the smiles
on each face;
in the aisles
they'd embrace

roses bring
just to show
you with zing
all aglow

what they mean:
you're the queen

Posted by: Larry Mar 28 17, 12:59

treat meant

You’re the queen
for a day
that was seen
back a way

in my youth
was a show
with no truth
but you know

ladies loved
that parade;
pushed and shoved
sweet charade

for a throne
of their own.

Posted by: JustDaniel Mar 29 17, 08:10

not a red scent

for the roan
she had pled
for her own
and it's said

Daddy tried
to obtain
what she spied
but in vain

ponied up
all he could
but his cup
was no good

for it leaked
and he peaked

Posted by: Larry Mar 30 17, 08:10

ragged eeeeeee

Andy peeked
up her dress
so he seeked
to confess

to sweet Ann
of that act
but again
he got smacked

and saw stars
for a bit
but her drawers
were a hit

with a toy
little boy.

Posted by: JustDaniel Mar 30 17, 11:15

John Pseu Doe

Little boy
who got smacked
wasn't coy
and he lacked

certain skills;
he left girls
feeling chills
from fake pearls

that he spoke;
pseudo wise
but a joke,
a disguise

for this poor
paramour

Posted by: Larry Apr 1 17, 21:07

flushed rummy

Pair or more
from a deal
may assure
some appeal

but your bet
should be small
better yet,
you could call

if you think
other folks
hands may stink
and are jokes

but all in
isn’t gin.

Posted by: JustDaniel Apr 2 17, 13:00

in summery...

If it's gin
that you drink,
I'm not in;
please don't think

that I'm strange
just because
soda's range
has no buzz.

I am fine
to have fun
as we dine
in the sun

when we reach
the South Beach.

Posted by: Larry Apr 3 17, 23:47

show’s off

The South Beach
has big waves
and on each
a man braves

with his board
all the tricks
from sea’s hoard
but he picks

with his eyes
a cute girl
the right size;
missed a curl

and fell in
hanging ten.

Posted by: JustDaniel Apr 4 17, 10:34

AARGH

hanging ten
is a start;
from the pen
they depart

the death row
is too long;
they all know
they belong

in the grave
'cause they killed;
they're not brave;
should be chilled

on a rope
rubbed with soap

Posted by: Larry Apr 5 17, 19:57

suds pended

rubbed with soap
while you bathe
on a rope
lets you save

wasted time
when it drops
in the grime
for it stops

just above
bubbles in
baths you love
and you’ve been

smiling now;
saved the Dial.

Posted by: JustDaniel Apr 6 17, 04:33

phony up

saved the dial
in attic
for a smile
when I'm sick

climb the stairs
for the phone;
vacant stares
when alone

remember
simpler times;
an ember
of my rhymes

no one reads
in the weeds

Posted by: Larry Apr 6 17, 23:29

potted

In the weeds,
legal now
are proceeds;
a cash cow

government
will control
and when spent
on the dole

to those folks
who won’t work
shows the joke’s
on the jerk

who approves
of those moves.

Posted by: JustDaniel Apr 7 17, 17:12

contest afoot

With those moves
at the dance
your old hooves
have no chance.

You can hoof
if you want
on the roof
of your haunt

but down here
on the floor
you're the queer
they adore

to be last
in the blast.

Posted by: Larry Apr 10 17, 18:22

winter whoas

In the blast
from the wind,
overcast
skies descend

with their load
of new snow
on the road.
You can’t go

anywhere
until plows
make roads bare.
That allows

time one spends
with good friends.

Posted by: JustDaniel Apr 10 17, 21:11

friends with bennies

With good friends,
can be hard;
it depends
who's your pard

when you play
for the win.
In the hay
may be sin

when it feels
too relaxed,
it appeals
to what's taxed

on what's chanced
in your pants.

Posted by: Larry Apr 13 17, 13:24

run home?

In your pants,
legs and knees
but no ants
or mad bees

who just might
sting some things
or a bite
where it clings

to your crotch
to stay warm;
you must watch
or some harm

will befall
a foul ball.

Posted by: JustDaniel Apr 13 17, 15:30

below the belt

that foul ball
needs to be
cleansed of all
so it's free

to hang loose
in the air;
no recluse
yet still bare

and hid there
in your shorts
where no chair
pad aborts

privacy
with debris

Posted by: Larry Apr 17 17, 14:03

yard’s afoot

With debris
in the yard
it will be
very hard

to have mown
all the grass
which has grown
to your ass

so you pick,
stoop and bend
every stick.
In the end

rest your back
then attack.

Posted by: JustDaniel Apr 17 17, 16:31

drinking it in

That attack
I've delayed
on my rack
where I've prayed

that the grass
will slow down;
on my ass
I won't drown

out the sound
of machine
while the ground
gets more green.

I've put off
with a quaff.

Posted by: Larry Apr 19 17, 22:41

come up hence

With a quaff
you ingest
some Smirnoff
with the rest

of your friends
who still stand.
Drinking ends
when each hand

becomes numb
so you leave
stumble-bum
and you heave

or explode
in the road.

Posted by: JustDaniel Apr 20 17, 05:06

conclusions

on the road
you don't see
that a toad's
jumping free

hear a bump
as you pass,
toss a lump
to the grass

ants will eat
their new prey
as they greet
it and pray

you'll return
as they yearn

Posted by: Larry Apr 22 17, 21:17

trojan whores

As they yearn
for some change
voters turn,
rearrange

magnitude
of import;
they got screwed
of a sort

and the vows
that were made
are like cows
in the shade.

Though reshaped,
Congress raped.

Posted by: JustDaniel Apr 24 17, 16:16

Empty Words

Raped congress
then with his
long address
without fizz

or content;
nothing said
to augment
what's ahead.

The Speaker
mighta been
a streaker
with a grin

to be less
so useless

Posted by: Larry Apr 26 17, 22:19

way dreamer

So use less
of your life
on the mess
and the strife

and use more
on the things
you adore.
Effort brings

a viewpoint
you can share
and anoint
those who care

with a dream
that’s supreme.

Posted by: JustDaniel Apr 27 17, 04:07

Ins & Outs of Eats

Buy supreme
when you're out
then ice cream
without doubt.

Careful though
not to eat
that tableau
that repeats.

Wash it down
with a drink
whether brown
or light pink.

Visit loo
to go poo.

Posted by: Larry Apr 28 17, 23:32

a septic ism

To go poo
wash your hands
in the loo.
Health demands

good hygiene
when you serve
up cuisine.
Folks deserve

tasty treats
eating out.
Toilet seats,
there’s no doubt,

cause bad runs
‘twixt your buns.

Posted by: JustDaniel Apr 30 17, 06:34

Four-Course Dinner

Twist your buns
in butter;
watch light ones
go flutter.

Glaze chicken
with honey;
thumb-lickin'
an' runny.

Cook green beans
in bacon;
watch food genes
awaken.

Sugar glazed
'til you're dazed.

Posted by: Larry May 1 17, 21:05

former farmer

Till your days
in the field.
You’ll get praise
from the yield

and the wealth
you produce;
better health
you induce

with each crop
marketed.
Never stop
‘till you’re dead

then you’ll rest
with those blessed.

Posted by: Larry Nov 20 17, 23:21

rewards

Those blessed
have passed
the test,
amassed

not gold
but grace
and hold
a place

within
His sphere;
no sin
or fear.

All’s well,
no Hell.

Posted by: JustDaniel Nov 26 17, 10:04

Marry Christmas

Noël
they sang;
no hell?
gosh dang

Christmas
is worth
the fuss
comes forth

though cold
outside
the fold,
abide

right here
my dear

Posted by: Larry Nov 27 17, 22:56

My dear
old friend
I fear
the end

is close
for those
verbose
have chose

to end
their time
and wend
sublime

elsewhere.
I care!

Posted by: JustDaniel Nov 28 17, 09:18

^{Home, Dusty Home}

I care
no more
to square
the floor.

Just let
it bleed
beset
with greed.

Expand
the walls;
this land
appalls

because
of fuzz.

Posted by: Larry Nov 28 17, 16:05

inches

Fuzz off
the chin?
We scoff
and then

we shave
our face
to save
a place

within
our homes
or den.
Like gnomes,

reward’s
in yards.

Posted by: Larry Dec 6 17, 12:08

nature hates your…

In yards
we heap
small shards
which keep

our tools
in use.
We’re fools!
Abuse

returns
each year
and spurns
our fear

and pall
of Fall.

Posted by: Larry Dec 28 17, 22:21

daylight savings

Of all
the things
that Fall
now brings

it’s less
daylight.
I guess
I might

use what
I’ve saved
for plot
I paved

for pool
when cool.

Posted by: JustDaniel Jan 5 18, 07:45

Pooled Resources

When cool
I won't
need pool;
I don't

think you
would build;
you'd blue
once filled.

You've paved
your ground?
Will waves
abound?

In sun
it's fun.

Posted by: Larry Jan 5 18, 17:27

winter eyes

It is fun
to go play
in the sun
but today

it’s to cold
and the snow
will enfold
head to toe

any fool.
Those who think
it’s just cool
should not drink.

Fun denied,
I’m inside.

Posted by: JustDaniel Apr 28 18, 10:33

No Work, No Play

I’m inside
though it's warm.
Please don't chide;
there's no harm.

What's it to
you that I
am so blue,
no mayfly?

Outside's work
I should do,
but I shirk
rendezvous.

Go away;
I won't play

Posted by: Larry Apr 29 18, 22:23

Still Hope

“I won’t play”,
they all said
so today
we look dead

but in time
more arrive
adding rhyme
and will strive

to critique
what we write.
It looks bleak
but we might

stay alive
and survive.