Category Archives: Poetry

3 Line Cinema

This is actually CheekyDiva’s prompt dealie, so it’s her thing really, this is just a way I can keep inspired, selflessly promote others while shamelessly promoting myself. And yes I would randomly promote you too, just because you are neato. Yes, You too!

Anyway the topic is movies, the technique is Haiku, and the object is for you to care enough to guess the movie.

1. My hand is possessed?!
Chainsawed it off; now can’t read
A Farewell to Arms

2. Days shooting mynocks
Who knew ‘wasting time with friends’
Would pay off some day?!

3. A chick with three boobs?!
And spy games on Mars…who cares!
A chick with three boobs!!

4. A futile journey
Past bikers, Large Marge, ‘pet’ snakes…
There was no basement!

5. That Jeff Goldblum flick
A catch-phrase mumbling genius…
No, the other one.

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Bristling

In my efforts to get the word out about BTdotcom, and the Zombie Bunnies idea, I spoke with a friend who is quite interested in my ideas. And yes I told her about you. Yes, YOU. *points to you*

She’s willing to put time and effort into it all. On one condition.

I write something about porcupines.

The Trifecta Challenge this week doesn’t help me out. I will not write about Death and porcupines. I only slaughter zombunnies, thankyouverymuch.

Lance’s 100 word challenge would be based on a song, and it’s not “Winona’s Big Brown Beaver”. At least not this week.

Something quick and easy shorter, more funner…

Wait a minute! El Guapo would know what to do.
So, a limerick!

There once was a porcupine
Who had a receding quill-line
He found applying Rogaine
Caused his paws quite some pain
So he bought a cheap wig made with pine

In the throes of inspiration I also channeled Clown On Fire, wiiiiith, a Haiku.

Hug a porcupine
in cartoons, your stomach sprays
when drinking water.

And to round this out, these two fine fellows are currently supporting many causes, including Movember.
Rather than give a lengthy explanation or interpretive dance, a limerick should dictate the ‘rules’ quite clearly.

For one month, do something brash
Grow yourself a thick hearty mustache
Rollie Fingers, Fu Manchu;
They got nothin’ on you!
Your plumage will help raise some cash.

us.movember.com

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Trifecta 43 – Ample Material to Work With


This week’s word is:

AMPLE (adj.)
1: generous or more than adequate in size, scope, or capacity
2: generously sufficient to satisfy a requirement or need
3: buxom, portly

Please remember:
• Your response must be between 33 and 333 words.
• You must use the 3rd definition of the given word in your post.
• The word itself needs to be included in your response.
• You may not use a variation of the word; it needs to be exactly as stated above.
• Only one entry per writer.
Have fun!

Ok so between the 3rd definition and the name of the blogger who thinked it up, well it seems only natural, the subject of my post. Not that I think about it endlessly, or that it is based on a real event.

I’m wary about it being the third definition, as the first definition might fit, and the second makes me snicker in context. Whatever though, the final rule is definitely obeyed.

FYI this is Shakespearean sonnet form, but not one of his ‘lost’ ones.

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Ahh, the Mam…Memories!

One sight of her led me astray
My once good-natured mind could not rest
Pondering what would lead the way
To see that woman’s ample chest

Her tight shirts made me envision
T’were more precious than deep red rubies
One fateful day, I made the decision
I implored her to show off the boobies

I never thought I’d be so lucky
She pulled up her shirt, to my surprise
Her boobs popped out, a sight to see-
Until her nipples poked out my eyes!

My hands now fore’er outstretched, searching out in vain
For those elusive perfect breasts, to make it worth my pain!

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Better Late Than Never: Had it, Missed it

Over the weekend, as I worked on the mega-challenge issued by Trifecta last week, I realized, as I peeked through my desktop folder creatively titled ‘blogs’, that there were some challenges that I didn’t finish in time, or read after the fact, but what looked interesting anyway.

So in honor of any that I missed (or will miss), I will designate these as “Better Late Than Never” or ‘BLTN’, which can also stand for Bacon Lettuce Tomato Nutella – but won’t.

This first one come to us via Jenny Matlock’s Challenges from a month ago. 100 words in addition to the six word prompt “You could have had it all”. I missed out by a day (well back then), but inspiration had hit when I read it, so why miss out on the chance to write something on it? Which is sort of what the prompt is about anyway, and hey pressure is off. Enjoy!


You could have had it all…
And I gave it (well, them) to you
Cleverly disguised as moments you would treasure forever
And recall, like talismans:
Your birthday, your kid’s, Uncle Pete’s age,
The day (rather night) you scored for the first time
but not the lucky girl’s (Susan Winnfield) birthday.
Weddings, graduations…six moments of joy and happiness
Could have been magnified 240 million times.
But, no, you chose the starting players’ numbers for the Miami Heat
Since they were winners – perfectly logical deduction!
That’s ok; with millions of players,
the odds would be that a mechanic from Swainsborough
Treasured those days more than you did.

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Trifextra Sixteen – Mother’s Day

This weekend’s Trifextra is the first of its kind. This weekend we only need 32 words from you, because we’re giving you the 33rd. Your challenge is to write anything you want, in whichever form you please, so long as your response is exactly 33 words and includes the word “mother.”

Good luck! And to those of you women with children who have called, will call, or already do call attention to your natural process of aging: happy Mother’s Day!

Keeping in mind that we are allowed to put up to 3 in an entry, I have some words over 2 short poems that immediately came to mind. These are truly personal, straight from the heart, and yes I will send her the link here, so she knows just how I feel.
Yes, Mom, it’s all out in the open.


You’ve always supported me, mother,
so why not on this?
Dammit that bug we found in Honey Nut Cheerios-
-that was 1981!
I’m older, wiser and over. Plus it may help lower cholesterol!

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Don’t worry mother;
The cats are my ‘kids’,
But you’ll have ‘real’ grandkids some day
You can feed them tuna, on sandwiches!
And the toys you spoil them with
Won’t be catnip scented.

P.S. – Since you probably showed Dad— don’t worry Pop, I’ll cover you on June 17th 🙂

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