Day 3: Mad Lib Lymeric

A mad lib style lymeric. I asked my wife for a bunch of words. Here's what she came up with:

Taj Mahal
Deep
Infinite
Complete
Beef Sock (name)
riding
hitting
cockatoo

thanks corbie......

So this is the mad lymeric


There once was a man named Beef Sock
Who was the talk of the town with his pink cock-
atoo named Stu
Who was boorish and rude
Cause he was different than the rest of the flock

One day in the Taj Mahal
While walking around smoking menthals
The cockatoo though deep
On infinite mysteries
But his small mind kept hitting a wall

Once the cockatoos life was complete
He fell back and threw up his feet
His pink body turned blue
And he smelled a deal too
And became for the maggots a feast

.....you can blame her for the word bank.

Day 2: God's Anthem

Forests full of supple pines

Bow on bended knee

As blood red leaves fall from trees

In the middle of the spring

Granite rocks learn to talk

And sing sonorous tones

As babbling brooks and waterfalls

Recite unending pomes

Fields of flowers part their petals

Painting the landscape

And fireflies fill up the skies

With a dazzling display

And all creation sings as one

The earth, the moon, the skies, the sun

At last let loose, their time has come

To sing forever God's anthem

Day 1: Starting Off

Here we go. One poem a day. Some days when i don't have anything good, i'll dig into my hard drive and find something i wrote a while ago. Everything is written by me unless i make it very clear that i'm quoting someone else. Lets start simple.

There is nothing worth waiting for
Waiting implies what is now is not good
What was is not worth reusing
And what is to come is all that is.
But when then becomes now
Then all that is, is not good.
Live forever now.