Quid Pro Quo
Quibbling aside, it is plain to see
Unless you’ve been living underneath a rock
In dealings with our friends and enemies
Donny T’s crime family is in hock
Promises of aid held for a favor…
Rouse investigations, tell the world
Or forfeit our assistance, overheard
Quid no pro, pro no quid, it’s hard to tell
Unwittingly or not, goods were exchanged
Our nation took a blow to its good name
For NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo Challenge Day 23: write a poem about a particular letter of the alphabet, or perhaps, the letters that form a short word.
Perfection in pink
Ignoble, some might say,
Kitsch, in full, on crude display
Long-legged, lovely loons
Aping graceful water nymphs
Molded plastic paragons
Immortal relics, sans of vim
No other curio competes
Gnomes defer their plotted place
Outdone, no crass landscape’s complete
So gird your lawns, flamingo pink!
For NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2020 Early-Bird challenge, “write about your favorite bird”. I couldn’t resist! I love plastic pink flamingos! The more, the better. I once thought about displaying a yard full with a sign that read, pink flamingo sanctuary! 🤣 The best part is that there’s still time for me to make that dream come true! This poem is an acrostic poem, where the first letter of each word spells the title…Pink Flamingos.
An Acrostic Poem for today’s NaPoWriMo 2018 Day 25 Prompt: write a poem that takes the form of a warning label . . . for yourself! I have been accused of talking too much. Or of changing the subject mid-sentence, by those who know me best. I don’t think I’ve ever been as awful as today’s poem suggests, but I had a bit of fun poking fun at myself. Apologies to anyone I may have infuriated by not allowing you to get a word in edgewise…I’m working on my listening skills. 🙂
Welcome! Come in. I’ve heard such nice things about you…Tea?
All my friends call me…well…you can call me Kat.
Really, I insist. And I won’t take no for an answer.
Now tell me about you. I want to know everything.
I‘m not big on formalities as you can see. I like things simple,
Not that I don’t like nice things. But I have been told that I’m low maintenance.
Give me a reason not to like you; that’s what I say. I get along with everyone.
Love comes easy for me, too easy.
And hate…well I just don’t. Unless, of course…never mind…I don’t.
But, this is about you. So tell me… You were saying?
Except, if I might…just one more thing…I should warn you
Little things…like details, lies, and small talk…they make me crazy. Did you say you wanted tea? Sorry, I’ll brew a pot. So where were we? Oh, I might have forgotten to tell you I have an appointment soon, so our visit will need to be shorter than we planned. I hope you don’t mind. We should plan to do this again soon. I think we’re going to be great friends. I can tell. And I have a feeling about these things. You have my number don’t you? I’ll call you.
Art from cliparts.co
A new form that I’m trying today…the Acrostic Poem
. My samplings, a study in opposites…
Someday I hope you can remember
All the good things about us
Days of happiness, carefree, loving
Not that I want your pity
Everything happens for a reason
Still I miss how easily we fit
Seems we just outgrew one another.
How do I explain this
In a word
No single word is
Simplicity, just being it, is best.
~kat – 26 February 2017