Wednesday, August 08, 2007

Help Me Rondel

Remembering Rondel

When rondel form was brought to mind
By a swell pal I have never met
Ideas reveal as paths unwind
In structured verse of rhyming set

A crossword puzzle wrought unlined
Where clues are thoughts consciously whet
When rondel form was brought to mind
By a swell pal I have never met

Let verbal timbre such designed
Clear my head of confessions yet
For which I hold me in her debt
And let remind me of this kind
When rondel form was brought to mind
By a swell pal I have never met



Jellyfinger Redemption

(This rondel will make more sense if you view this when reading)

Tempting fate in a prostrate squat
Ass exposed to Jellyfinger
From cradle to my present lot
Times have brought me here to linger

While drink and smoke prepare my plot
Echos of a mammonth singer
Tempting fate in prostrate squat
Ass exposed to Jellyfinger

For days of health attend me not
I deserve this tolling ringer
Use of spoon or knuckled stinger
The Shaman's tool inspects my rot
Tempting fate in a prostrate squat
Ass exposed to Jellyfinger




Sonnet of Leper Pop (Stile Italiano)

One summer stretch not yet the dog
Xavier dared in excess rock
Reflections railed in rants of mock
Thereon taking form of blog

Opines fierce in rubble fog
Culling rouse in fervent flock
As they hoped to catch a pock
Like I Digress and Furry Frog

Though passion fixed on blond blue eyes
Some remained when the show declined
To inspire discourse if not sop
Incessant conceits eager to find
More enchanting eyes to entice the spies
Intent on reading leper pop



And a cinquain for the road...

Frewbud
Drudgery flume
Nosebreaths chew cud
Pathos etched by doom
Frewbud


5 comments:

keysunset said...

Wow. I'm in awe, or something.

;-)

too bad I'm just a limerick kind of gal (and not so good ones at that):

Moist, that blogger most rare,
Cartooned a scared derriere,
Then penned poetry quaint,
Of a level mine ain't,
Moist, with flowing red hair.

lim said...

I couldn't comment because I was speechless.

Wild. Great.

K said...

Though passion fixed on blond blue eyes


Oh the pleasures and treasures this indulgence has brought!

Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined what an incredible world I would discover just my turning on my TV one bored Tues. evening.

p.s. pretty good poem there Key!

del said...

Wow! Very high brow! I felt like I was reading the wrong blog!

(Good work, poets!)

diggit said...

Frewbud
Drudgery flume
Nosebreaths chew cud
Pathos etched by doom
Frewbud


I can almost hear the bongos…

Where do I get my Leper Pop beret?