Tag Archives: poetry

Ironing In A Wrinkly Shirt


It’s ironic that the definition of “irony” doesn’t include

describing the qualities or characteristics of iron“.


note: usually I have a poem with a snowman photo, so …

laughing at an ant’s antic
or a pan’s panic
could make a man manic.

double note: I see I may get an icy response to the “ic” post.

triple note: past poetic endeavors … and snowmen are here.

quadruple note: the poems are usually short … because I’m no Longfellow.


what I’m listening to now #17: Keith Richards … I don’t know what he’s saying, but the songs are good.



 I saw a snowman in a box.
I think that he was dead.
I couldn’t bury him in the ground.
I’ll wait for Spring instead.


note: snowflake to snowflake, water to water.

double note: I seem to be doing some time-lapse posting … a week has lapsed since the last entry.

triple note: the other snowman poetry is over here:


Today #346

Today I wasn’t so “bold” … because doing “bold/italicizing” stuff seems on the fritz over here at the moment. 

Margerine And Butter


I cannot tell the one from the udder,

when it comes to margerine and butter.


note: no one ever margerines up people.

double note: all the other snowman poetry is here.


Today #335

Today I wondered if there was a Four Seasons Hotel on the Equator.

Proof Of Fire … Or Something Like That


“flammable” and “inflammable”
are quite inunderstandable.


note: “combustible” and “incombustible” are more trustable.


Mean Things I Say About People #5

If I didn’t talk behind your back, we’d never talk at all.



I could be wrong,
But I’m pretty sure:
Snowmen are classified using a
Binomial Snomenclature.


note: Snomo Sapien?

double note:Can you tell me about plants and animals?
                               ” Sorry, that information is classified.


Today #114

Today I only had time to make a snowbaby.
Hey! I was pretty busy!

Logging And Blogging


Posts are from logs
Posts are from blogs

“How many?” requires
Pollsters and surveyors

To make polls about postings
Make poles out of post things


Enter statistics
On memory sticks
Print their findings
On things that need bindings.


note: a little blog cabin in the cyber wood be nice.

(no that isn’t a typo)

double note: I have a totem stick.

triple note: I rhyme loosely … don’t think of me obtusely.

quadruple note: the guy in the photo is a snowman tamer … or is possibly trying to wake that lazy snowman up.


notes to myself #136

Your strengths and weaknesses are very far apart … sadly.

Some Days #3


Some days are weeker than other days.


note: daydreaming usually involves “one day“, “some day“, and “one of these dayson one of those days.

double note: when you’re having one of those days … it’s really one of these days, but you just wish you were far away.

triple note:January Day January Day. Everything is fine. Over.

quadruple note: I may have put on more than one or two entries today. Maybe I’m trying to bury that bloody snow post … or my dinner is taking longer to cook than usual.
usual is pretty quick to cook usually.
You know what I’m going to say if you ask what the usual tastes like, so don’t ask.

quintuple note: when I put up pictures of snowmen I get all poetical:


so here is today’s …

While the Americans Dream,
the Belgian Waffles,
and the Indians Curry:
the Turkish Delight.

sextuple note: the other Some Days are still here  and here.

septuple note: I found my happy thought thinking about dinner: it’s hungry too … I guess.


notes to myself #110

I was going to tell you that you were full of crap and let you know how full you were of it at this moment, but came across this instead:


Flies, Lies, And Porky Pies

possibly a penguin fly


A fly that doesn’t fly,
Is simply just a lie.
If it says it can fly,
Then it’s a lying lie.
… and not a flying fly.


note: Get out there and fly around you little maggot!

double note: the “lie” in the drawing is a “white lie“.

triple note: sorry for no mention of “porky pies“; I just thought it sounded cool.
It’s rhyming slang or slimey rhang or limey sang or something like that.

quadruple note: my other poems are still poeming at the mouth to be read here.

quintuple note: I may have put on 2 or more entries tonight … or today. I like things fresh I guess.
… or I have sleeves and things up them.
… or I don’t. It’s a crap shoot sometimes.



The Perineum

gynecologist snowman

I call the dentist and doctor
a “pair of neum”
I rarely see ’em.


note: I’ll blame Ogden Nash  , a bit of insomnia, and my father for this one.



… Makes Me …

Meals make me happy

Situations make me sad


Houses make me full

Rooms make me empty


Cows make me mad

Seas make me calm


Graves make me shallow

Thoughts make me deep


Minds make me suspicious

Comments make me curious


Living makes me dangerous

Bets make me safe


Dreams make me impossible

Citizens make me responsible


Luck makes me tough

Edges make me rough


Mistakes make me careless

Dice make me crooked

Silence makes me awkward

Animals make me wild

News makes me old




the Future makes me tense,

but so do the Past and Present.


 note: makes me different