The night was red as from my bed
I tumbled to the sky.
The breeze was blue as I heard you
Around the garden fly.
The day was black as I stepped back
And felt a gum tree grow.
The rain dripped dry as only I
Would see a rooster crow.
I found my hat and stroked my cat
And led my sows to market.
I saw you say my snout was grey
So steered my car to park it.
I had to flee to Southend Sea
To drop off in the sands.
I went to view the voice of you,
I walked there on my hands.
I robbed a song of two words long
But coughed ~ it didn't rhyme.
Blame begged my heart to stop and start
For beating out of date.
You sailed about the room to shout,
And say less, all the more.
From then you came to scream your name,
You entered by the fire.
So as the day was turned to clay
I scrambled through the wall.
I dug a hill for Jack and Jill
And watched them upwards fall.
From deep within a box of gin
I spent an inch or so
I chanced a bite and thought I might
Smoke whiskey through a straw.
And as the time was now sublime
The postman called and bowed.
I washed my words and watched small birds
Pitch snowballs at a cloud.
So back in bed to nest my head
In time to bake a cake.
I fell into a dullness new,
There slumbered sound awake.
- Author: ASJ (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 27th, 2020 09:30
- Category: Surrealist
- Views: 26
Comments4
Ahhh - a perfectly normal day then?! For me, for one anyway! lol.
Yes Steve, A standard day at the office. You don't have to be mad to write a nonsense poem ~ but it does help a lot.
Ex animo, Alan
A very clever nonsense poem that calls for another reading dear Alan - - I like the flowing metre you used in this rhyme.
Hi Fay.
Thanks for hallucinating with me. Don't read 'Cannabis Cool' too often though ~ don't want you to slip into any bad habits.
Ex animo, Alan
Geez that's strong shit you got there, man....... I'll.....uh......see.......yo...........late..r.....................
......Dav...........
Hi Daze, I mean Dave.
Hope you laughed at my poem today. It was meant to cheer everyone, I don't know if it did though.
Kind regards, Alan
I think you can take that as read, Alan - I got quite chirpy in fact...
Stay cool, Dave
Wonderful nonsense poem Alan.
Andy
Hi Andy.
You can't beat nonsense can you? Lewis Carroll was good at it as are most of our politicians.
Ex animo, Alan.
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