October Rhymer

by Maple Tree   Jul 4, 2012


I despise the month of May
for maidens dance within the hay
the meadows are soft and sweetly gay
the fragrance of June is frightening.

A mockingbird cursed me, pooped on my head
cockroaches lurked, making love in my bed
I the fool to ignore this burdened dread
I called for a thunderous lightning.

If I were to speak of a month so true
it would be October, where full moons are blue
time for lovers to bond as two,
whispers of romance is heightening.

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  • 11 years ago

    by Xanthe

    I usually shy away from the 'funny poems' section of this site, but I am so glad I read this :)
    I love how you always manage to inject your pieces with a bit of nature here and there. The parts with the mockingbird and cockroaches made me smile.
    Brilliant. I love this piece!

  • 11 years ago

    by Lioness

    Brilliant and funny but ewwwwwwwwwwwwww @ this part cockroaches lurked, making love in my bed

    lol Oh I just felt my skin go WTF lol

    My body shook just reading that part... LOVE THE RHYMING, flawless.

    x

  • 11 years ago

    by Khalid M Darwish

    Cockroaches lurked, making love in my bed
    Great! Nicely penned. I think we have to give a chance for cockroaches to make their own love but not on your bed, ha ha ha. provided, If you were to speak of a month so true it would be August (just joking my friend). I really enjoyed the reading. Thank you.

  • 11 years ago

    by Jenni

    This is sooooo gooood!! :)

  • 11 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    :) Made me smile...

    Really, this is a really nicely penned piece, gently humorous, and simply amazing

    xxxxx

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