Wednesday, June 28, 2017

1043 - Fishy


It’s the same old line:
Plenty of fish in the sea.
But who asked the fish?
© J Cosmo Newbery 2017

Tuesday, June 27, 2017

1042 - Not a Tea Shirt.

Not a Tea Shirt.

When the weather was excessively cold
Her t-shirt was a sight to behold.
While it spelled out “AA”
In an outstanding way,
It drove many to drink, I am told.
© J Cosmo Newbery 2017

Monday, June 26, 2017

1042 - Reflection

Haiku Horizons prompt: mirror


Bathroom mirrors lie.
A stranger looks back at me.
Who is that person?
© J Cosmo Newbery 2017

Sunday, June 25, 2017

1041 - Sit! Beg!

Mad Kane poses a regular limerick challenge.
The key word this week is ‘train’.

Sit!  Beg!

Said a woman who was asked to explain
Why husbands were easy to train,
“With a beer at hand
They’ll obey your command
As the reward outweighs any pain.”
© J Cosmo Newbery 2017

1040 - Bum Voyage!

Midweek Motif: yoga

Bum Voyage!

A yogi, when asked to explain why
She contorted and twisted, would reply:
“So when that US boor
Starts a nuclear war
I can kiss my own bum good-bye!”
© J Cosmo Newbery 2017

1039 - Life Force

A North Melbourne footpath.

Life Force

Nature is a force of power,
Subtle but unrelenting;
Changes come not by the hour
But by constantly presenting.
Like a small but nagging child,
Nature is persisting.
In this way her petition’s filed
And will go on existing.
© J Cosmo Newbery 2017

Tuesday, June 20, 2017

1038 - Bright Lights

Haiku Horizons prompt: bright

Bright Lights.

Starry, starry night.
Winter’s sky is shining down;
A most wondrous thing.

The beauty is there,
Shining brightly above you:
You must lift your face.

The artists see it—
The wonder of life, as is.
But we walk on by.

Too briefly they shine:
Bright lights in a grey-stone world.
We love them too late.
© J Cosmo Newbery 2017

Sunday, June 18, 2017

1037 - Granny

Three Word Wednesday requires participants
to use the three words of the week in a composition.
The words this week are: 

pasty, revel, scent

A pasty is a type of pie, 
especially from Cornwall.
Camay was a brand of soap.


The scent of Camay—
Transports me back through time.
Grandmother's bedroom.

The smell of pasties.
She flaked the vegetables.
Serve crispy, with sauce.

A young tearaway?
A youth of wild reveling?
I can but wonder.
© J Cosmo Newbery 2017

1036 - When?

Sunday Scribblings 2 prompt: When


Eternal question:
When will [a something] happen?
Why are you waiting?
© J Cosmo Newbery 2017

Monday, June 12, 2017

1035 - Carpe Diem

Cartoon by Judy Horacek
(click to enlarge)

Carpe Diem

Impulsive choices.
Sometimes they are just so good,
Others are less so.
© J Cosmo Newbery 2017