Poetry Month - Day 23: Spunk

Today's word comes from the spunky, Penny Klostermann!  I'm just guessing she's spunky because I've never met her in person, or seen her on video, but I have a feeling she is, based on my written conversations with her and her great sense of humor!  So, here's my Spunk poem - I hope you don't think it stinks!

Spunk

There’s nothing like skunk

to instill you with spunk

To run for the hills -

‘cause that skunky stink kills!

When out on the street

It is so far from sweet

But when it’s on dogs

it’s like living with hogs.

It’s just like the stench

of a World War 1 trench.

The skunky perfume

will pollute the whole room.

It sits on the chairs

and it climbs up the stairs

It clings to your clothes

and it sticks in your nose.

It wafts off your skin

which will make your head spin.

You'll feel a bit sick

‘cause the air is so thick.

So heed my advice.

I will not say it twice!

Avoid getting sprayed

or you may need first aid!

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Poetry Month - Day 22: Earth

I wrote my poem using the word Earth, in honor of Earth Day.  I've made suggestions for helping the environment, but it's only a drop in the bucket.  If you add some more ideas - I'll add them to the poem!

Earth

What is it worth

to save the Earth?

Here are a few

things you can do:

Don’t be disgraced,

recycle waste.

You can go far

without a car.

Walk if you like

or ride your bike.

Tell your daughter,

“Save some water.

Please don’t shower

for an hour.”

Lower the heat,

cover your feet.

Show that you care,

turn off the air.

The ozone's thinned,

so switch to wind.

Or get it done

by using sun.

Turn off the light,

except at night.

Driving to school?

Try to carpool.

Make yourself heard

and spread the word.

Tweet on Twitter,

“Please don’t litter!”

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Poetry Month - Day 21: Cryptic

Today's word, Cryptic, was suggested by my writer-friend, Penny Klostermann. I wrote my poem, using Cryptic, and because I LOVE cryptograms, I turned it into one! If you've never done a cryptogram before, go to this website - it teaches how and gives helpful pointers.  If you get stuck, I've provided three hints at the bottom of this post.  

Also, please don't reveal the answer or you may spoil the fun for someone else!

Cryptic

HUSC GDVSDCS’G ASYCW JBENKYJ 

YK JRC LSSO RNDJROENKYJ. 

APK KRQS EDPB KYVS - EDP’OO WSK YK 

YL EDP FD, EDP HDC’K BSWBSK YK!

WARNING!!  DO NOT GO BEYOND THIS POINT 
UNLESS YOU WANT HELP SOLVING THE CRYPTOGRAM!

Here is hint #1:

B = R

  Here is hint #2:

  S = E

  

  Here is hint #3:

  O = L

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Poetry Month - Day 20: Bewitch

Today's word, Bewitch, was given to me by my writer friend, Joanna Marples.  Immediately, I thought of the 1960s TV show, Bewitched.  So, I wrote this poem for all the other baby boomers old enough to remember watching the show - before it was in reruns!

Bewitch

On Thursdays at eight, every channel was switched

to ABC station, where we’d watch Bewitched!

And like Gladys Kravitz, we’d spy on the life

of Darrin Stephens and Samantha, his wife.

His boss, Larry Tate, was a white-haired buffoon.

Who’d always be drinking martinis at noon.

And then there’s Endora, a son-in-law’s curse.

He calls her a “witch” - but he could call her worse!

Aunt Clara “appears”, in a flustered condition.

“Call Dr. Bombay!”.  He’s the family physician.

And dear Uncle Arthur, portrayed by Paul Lynde,

plays practical jokes that he’d like to rescind.

And, then they had Tabatha, cute as could be.

Samantha and Darrin and baby made three.

Then, something strange happened in year number four,

Suddenly, Dick York was Darrin no more!

And, odder than that, it seemed nobody noticed.

As if they’d been drinking, like Mayberry’s Otis!

Though, watching it now, it can feel a bit dated,

For eight happy seasons, it kept us elated (or sedated)!

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Poetry Month - Day 19: Simple

Today's word was really simple.  No, really - it was Simple!  My writer-friend, Christine Wolf gave it to me!  Of course, the first rhyming word that "popped" into my head was pimple!

Simple

Do you think it’s simple

to cover a pimple?

Here are suggestions
for all of your questions:

A “seal the dealer”

will use concealer

Or put on some blush

with a makeup brush.

You can add some flair -

stick a Band-aid there.

I've heard what works nice

is a piece of ice.

Some kids will pop 'em

Unless you can stop 'em.

So, go ahead - do it!

There is nothing to it!

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