A poem I came up with for my Friday contribution of Creating Charlie
Category: Writing
Human Tetris – The Commuters Curse
Human tetris… activate!
Do you hear the people sing?
Swinging like monkeys
in a boxed rainforest
the jungle calls loudly
ghostly footprints
taste like rain.
Twisting, turning, jerking
weaving the web of suburbia
even though you don’t know
you know
no worries, mate
the commuters trolley of blind faith
fly down highways
while I am suspended like a marionette
dreaming of growing wings
the charismatic eagle Always
one day will cut loose the strings
Do you hear the people sing?
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Are you a superhero?
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Fopdoodle Snuffbumble
Along my interweb adventures I came across a video that contained an interesting tale of the English language. Some bizarre and rather brilliant words have popped up over the years and some have fallen behind in mainstream language. Today, I randomly selected two of these words and created some insignificant nonsense…
Fopdoodle Snuffbumble
Blessed are the children with the sight
to see the magic in the night
open theatre of shadows
moonlight sparkling over the snows
little girls keep secret wishes
singing clocks and dancing dishes
happy endings in the twilight
warm the heart with greatest delight
hopes and dreams always follow
simply believe and they will know.
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A – Z of my brain in under five minutes
Someone said to me today – write a poem with every letter of the alphabet in 5 minutes. This is what I came up with…
Abiding balderdash
comes dizzy existence
folly grows here
inside – jigsaws
knotting language
mine, not ours
pondering questions
reality steals time
unscrambling voices
x-ray your zombie.
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Tram Ride Cinquain
tram ride
crowded people
breathing the winter air
Squashed and squished like eggs in a jar
daily
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Thoughts of an Elizabethan Traveller
Great Winter hath followed this heavy heart
foundeth myself upon a rustic inn
I beseech’d the Sirrah to play their part
pity fell upon mine self and cousin
Pray thou bestow us with hot steamy broth
methinks thy counsel is wiser than some
perchance thy maid could bringeth us some cloth
wherefore I wash in thy room, hither come.
Hark! The Queens gold I have a few pieces
opportune trades beckon from town yonder
pray let me returneth thy good kindness
mine fortune, I giveth thee to plunder.
For thy selfless goodwill thy shalt be repaid
anon, thine soul shalt be measured and weighed.
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A note for Sixty
Inspired by Pooky’s Poetry Prompt 60: Sixty
A note to sixty-year-old Charlie
We’ve always had futuristic optimistic dreams
of an iCharlie with silver hair
thoughts of 2045 – what a nightmare
yes, coffee! Plug me in there
Scanning and programming a human consciousness
it’s United States of Earth, right?
Here they’re conversing, rehearsing political folly
with the best interests – of them!
I am writing from English Atlantis
Are we still here at Sixty?
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Keep Calm and Carry On
Her lion heart is beating true
inhaling buckets of vindaloo
hearing the drums, seeing bright red
taste of fresh grass – battles ahead
Failure is the tide coming in
sail the ’66 bandwagon
1 of 19, the news said,
the empire is certainly dead.
Her little red mane knows the score
generations have seen it before.
Are they all just cream-crackered?
Lost, alone, completely battered?
No – because the pride roars loudly
dancing Nobby’s dance – hopefully.
We may have misguided hope
pride of St. George others can’t scope
even when their mighty paws
graze the grass like kitty claws
she WILL put the ball in the net
and put on a show you won’t forget!
Once this small cub ran through the town
painted red: oh, what a clown
screaming “Viva L’Angleterre”
the solid cup would soon be theirs.
Sigh, Keep Calm and Carry On
is the soul of this nations song.
Inspiration:
My new ‘Keep Calm & Carry On’ Mug
Englands losses in the first round.
Baddiel & Skinner ‘It’s Coming Home’ – England’s 1996 football anthem.
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Padlocks
Inspired by Pooky’s Poetry Prompt: Pyramid
padlocks
solid and firm
linking and connecting
two souls happily on a bridge
together forever
in the city
of love.
Charlie Ann Alford 
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