In Others’ Words


How to make a stained glass panel. 
It’s like falling off a log:
practice makes perfect!

Make a pattern for your pieces. Otherwise,
If you fail to plan, plan to fail.
Hope for the best, but plan for the worst.

Select your glass,
half empty or half full.
One man’s trash is another man’s treasure.

Remember, the glass is
always greener on the other side.
Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder.

Cut the glass.
measure once, cut twice.
If it ain’t broke, fix it.

Solder the pieces together.
Strike while the iron is hot.
A pane is only as strong as its weakest link.

Clean the glass panel.
Cleanliness is next to godliness.
The squeaky glass gets the streaks.

Hang your panel in a safe place.
People who live in glassed houses
should not throw stones.

Admire your work.
A picture is worth a thousand words.
All’s well that ends well.

It’s National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo)!

Day Twenty-Seven prompt from NaPoWriMo.net: Start by reading Robert Fillman’s poem, “There should always be two.” Now, write your own poem in which all the verses contain the same number of lines (whether couplets, triplets, quatrains, etc.) and in which you give the reader instructions of some kind.

Let Sleepy Towns Lie

jail time

The sands of time had ground to dust.
The wheels of justice left the bus.
My day in court long overdue,
due process – it seemed – had stood me up.

This sleepy town gave me arrest
for stealing nest eggs off their nests.
When left to choose ‘twixt right and wrong,
I wrongly chose, then quickly left.

Blind justice sniffed me out that day,
threw me in jail; the key, away.
Each year, society’s ransom grew.
How long until this debt was paid?

One night I knew just what to do.
I poison-penned an IOU,
slipped through the cracks and stole away,
and vowed my life of crime was through.

I bailed from jail, but I’m still not free.
I watch my back, it watches me.
I’ll no more practice to deceive, ‘cuz
from ‘neath her blindfold, justice sees.


dVerse Poetics: Twisted Adages. “For this week’s Poetics, we will start with an adage, or several adages, but we won’t stop there.  I am asking you to craft your poetry around an adage or two that you must change in some significant way.”

I may have gotten a bit carried away with my wordplay, but you know, when it rhymes, it pours. 

I wrote a previous post that fits the bill for this challenge as well. You may find it here.

 

Mishmash

balance 4

Eat not, you’ll never want for less.
The next worst thing could be the best.
Heed not and you will find the hidden.
Spare the rod, the child has bidden.

Break some rules to mend the rest.
Let the sun rise from the west.
Speak not, others will pause to listen.
Smash the boat, champagne to christen.

If lies be told, pay heed to rumor.
I found my mind and sensed some humor.
The dead of night awoke the living,
so these sage words I’m thymely giving.


NaPoWriMo, Day 13: Write a poem in which the words or meaning of a familiar phrase get up-ended.