Stumped
S tuck. I should be moving on, but I’m fixed in
T his groove. I’m at a complete loss. I’m
U nable to move. I’m without an answer. Yes, I’m
M ystified. I’m perplexed. Flummoxed. My hands are tied. I’m
P uzzled and confused. I’m without a clue. I’m
E xceptionally bamboozled. I don’t know what to do. I’m having
D ifficulties glued in this position.
Is this what they mean by the human condition?
Friday, March 18, 2011
Friday, March 11, 2011
BTP Science Poem
Tsunami
T en-year-old Tilly Smith and her family, in 2004,
S urvived a Tsunami in Thailand along with several
U nsuspecting vacationers because Tilly
N oticed a drawback exposing sand with a sucking sound
A nd knew from her school geography class that a Tsunami
M ay be coming. She warned her family,
I nstructing them to flee to higher ground.
T en-year-old Tilly Smith and her family, in 2004,
S urvived a Tsunami in Thailand along with several
U nsuspecting vacationers because Tilly
N oticed a drawback exposing sand with a sucking sound
A nd knew from her school geography class that a Tsunami
M ay be coming. She warned her family,
I nstructing them to flee to higher ground.
Friday, March 4, 2011
BTP Flame, question, parade, thigh, defy, gasp, slip, wake, typical, boyish, tangle, smile
Wise Guys and Thighs
He started with a boyish smile
and the typical question
“Have we met before?”
She said, “No,”
and tried to slip past him.
A flame of anger flashed across his face
at her daring to defy his friendliness.
She was too tired to tangle.
Instead, she joined the parade to the bathroom.
People gasped as he started yelling and
making rude comments about her thighs.
Someone called the cops, but they proceeded
to let the guy go and question her.
They also started insulting her figure.
She was glad when the alarm went off.
It was time to wake up and head for the gym.
He started with a boyish smile
and the typical question
“Have we met before?”
She said, “No,”
and tried to slip past him.
A flame of anger flashed across his face
at her daring to defy his friendliness.
She was too tired to tangle.
Instead, she joined the parade to the bathroom.
People gasped as he started yelling and
making rude comments about her thighs.
Someone called the cops, but they proceeded
to let the guy go and question her.
They also started insulting her figure.
She was glad when the alarm went off.
It was time to wake up and head for the gym.
Friday, February 25, 2011
Big Tent Prompt--Holiday
B.M. Day (Beautiful Moon)
Simple pleasures are the best.
And enough can’t be said about
the pleasure and relief
of a good, healthy BM--
to get rid of all the crud
and toxins and feel light
and energetic once again.
Salute to this bodily function,
Worldwide BM Day,
would share the date with Halloween.
Celebrants would eat chocolate laxatives
flush at midnight, and TP their own homes.
Simple pleasures are the best.
And enough can’t be said about
the pleasure and relief
of a good, healthy BM--
to get rid of all the crud
and toxins and feel light
and energetic once again.
Salute to this bodily function,
Worldwide BM Day,
would share the date with Halloween.
Celebrants would eat chocolate laxatives
flush at midnight, and TP their own homes.
Friday, February 18, 2011
Big Tent prompt -- Title Poem
Enthusiastic Soul
My soul adores You!
I’m like a little kid at Christmas
Standing with arms dropped to the side
Eyes and mouth wide open
Smiling in delight and surprise
Wow!
You are awesome, God!
You are sooooooo good
Full of wisdom and truth
Mighty
Wonderful
Beautiful
Creative
Kind
Compassionate
And all of the good adjectives I can think of.
Dancing
Singing
Spinning and
Twirling
At the joy of it all!
With a grin from ear to ear,
I’m Delighted at Your
Love
Blessings
Creation
Delighted at You!
I love You
and am fully Devoted to You.
My soul adores You!
I’m like a little kid at Christmas
Standing with arms dropped to the side
Eyes and mouth wide open
Smiling in delight and surprise
Wow!
You are awesome, God!
You are sooooooo good
Full of wisdom and truth
Mighty
Wonderful
Beautiful
Creative
Kind
Compassionate
And all of the good adjectives I can think of.
Dancing
Singing
Spinning and
Twirling
At the joy of it all!
With a grin from ear to ear,
I’m Delighted at Your
Love
Blessings
Creation
Delighted at You!
I love You
and am fully Devoted to You.
Friday, February 11, 2011
Big Tent Poetry--Cheer yourself up about what's getting you down
Ah, the Joys of an Empty Nest
They say I wouldn’t know what to do
with the time and space of an empty nest.
But I beg to differ. When the last three leave,
the first thing I’ll do is clean the house
from top to bottom, dejunk, paint,
and make the back two rooms into one,
put a patio door in and finally plant a yard.
My husband and I will each have an office.
I’ll write full time, promote and market and
actually take a vacation with my husband.
I’ll turn the garage into an art studio.
I’ll sing more, paint more, pray more,
spend more time outdoors and
learn to play a musical instrument.
I’ll explore, reach out, learn, grow.
Deciding what to do with an empty nest?
Not a problem.
They say I wouldn’t know what to do
with the time and space of an empty nest.
But I beg to differ. When the last three leave,
the first thing I’ll do is clean the house
from top to bottom, dejunk, paint,
and make the back two rooms into one,
put a patio door in and finally plant a yard.
My husband and I will each have an office.
I’ll write full time, promote and market and
actually take a vacation with my husband.
I’ll turn the garage into an art studio.
I’ll sing more, paint more, pray more,
spend more time outdoors and
learn to play a musical instrument.
I’ll explore, reach out, learn, grow.
Deciding what to do with an empty nest?
Not a problem.
Friday, February 4, 2011
Big Tent Prompt: wordle
The Boat
The carpenter gazed with alert brown eyes,
at tools placed neatly on the cabinet top.
The saw blade cut rough cedar the right size
as whirs and thumping sounded from his shop.
He gripped the handle of the crude bronze plane
to steadily grind timber till it shone,
rotated each strong plank to match the grain,
angled the gleaming wood as red as roan.
He pounded with crude nails each plank in place,
water-resistant pitch to make it float,
and fashioned two long oars with skill and grace,
then took it to a lake, calm and remote.
It functioned as a place from which to preach.
Despite darkening clouds, Jesus liked to teach
The carpenter gazed with alert brown eyes,
at tools placed neatly on the cabinet top.
The saw blade cut rough cedar the right size
as whirs and thumping sounded from his shop.
He gripped the handle of the crude bronze plane
to steadily grind timber till it shone,
rotated each strong plank to match the grain,
angled the gleaming wood as red as roan.
He pounded with crude nails each plank in place,
water-resistant pitch to make it float,
and fashioned two long oars with skill and grace,
then took it to a lake, calm and remote.
It functioned as a place from which to preach.
Despite darkening clouds, Jesus liked to teach
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