Iambic Pentameter - Stovall Saloon

The set began with a twanging banjo
A fiddle joined in with a steel guitar
The dance hall was once a white wooden barn
Many years of wear show on rutted floors
The Missouri Valley Boys had all ears
The floor was filled with multicolored boots
More than a few cowboy hats could be seen
A good time for all at the honky tonk

Horatian Ode - Sista' Friends!

My girl Terica is a true friend.
We're slacker, Honor-girls 'til the end!

Dear Jenn is the most happenin' girl I know,
But to me, she'll always be little Pasuto.

Amae, now that girl is good lookin'!
And let's not forget her pretty good cookin'!

My Cuban Michelle can sure dance and swing,
The only one I know that makes plaintains sing.

Angy's heart was stole by an Englishman.
I'll have to jump the Pond to go see 'em.

My dear Olivia is a perfectionist,
Never leaves home without a detailed list.

Red-headed Mickey, she's dramatic.
When it comes to cards, she's fantastic!

As a group, we are truly blessed,
And let's admit, we're also the best dressed!

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Haiku - Pretty Chill

Crystal chilly air
Falling snowflakes everywhere
Icy fingers grip

A cold white blanket
Frozen beautiful tree limbs
Swirls of steamy breath

Ice and snow bringing
The quiet winter hush
Sharply soft whispers

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Commission - Christmas Cookies

Its that special time of year again,
Making cookies for family and friends!

For my mom who is so sweet,
An angel cookie as a treat.

My dad, he likes his food spicy.
For him a ginger cookie with icing.

My sister likes her colors bold.
Her cookie will be red, green, and gold.

My big brother is very brave.
A great big cookie for him I'll save!

Commission!

Apparently I've garnered a little attention. That's kinda exciting!

A dear friend of mine, Vanessa, has asked me to write a short rhyming poem for her elementary Christmas program. Fun! My theme is "Christmas Cookies." I'm workin' on it, hope to have it here soon.

Thanks to the people who are reading this blog! I'm really enjoying myself, being silly and creative. Feedback is appreciated, so feel free to leave a comment.

Peace & Love,
Beth :D

Epithalamium Poem - The Artist & the Musician

Cyber fate
Brought about their first date
Creative passion
Sparked a mutual attraction
Falling fast
It is a love sure to last
His funky style
Makes her heart warmly smile
Her artsy quirks
For him, it truly works
Everyday
Its together, no other way
Meant to be
Its plain to see!

(Just in case you were wondering, that's my hubby and I up there. I love him!)

Epitaph Poem - Poor Steve

Here interred is the dude named Steve,
Who kicked the bucket last Hallow's Eve.
The doctors say it was a heart attack,
But they weren't there to get the facts.
Steve was known for playing guitar,
But that night the band went too far.
That autumn night the air was thick
And the band, their playing was truly sick.
Some claim they know Steve was drunk,
The truth is there was too much funk!

(Steve is a friend of Hubby and I's. He's alive and kicking, so don't worry! Check out his band, Lowdown Fancy.)