My Monkey Solaces Me -- a Thursday Poem for you
When things aren't write
There's sometimes my monkey around
He solaces me* when I'm low
Like "if you're going to talk with him,
the monkey, please do it in there
But if you want to talk with me,
then please do it in here"
Or when I'm late for our supper,
"the whole world is waiting for you"
I'll put the blame on the monkey
Beats "the Devil made me"
And if I come home with some dents
"It happened in the parking lot
while I was shopping. Witness said
Monkey driver hit me"
I think my wife knows what I do
and plays my game along with me
After all I don't beat her or
make her feel bad at all
Well, I forgot the favorite here
At our place there's always gravy
on my chin. Or on the grand kids'
The monkey slobbers too
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- I'm linked with Margaret in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/12/artistic-interpretations-with-margaret.html
- Margaret said she was "sitting (with other poetry writers) in a room surrounded with displayed art, it is truly a creative environment. Each month the venue has new local talent displayed and often the art work is for sale. I fell in love with these alcohol inks and I hope you find inspiration in them as well." I have posted my ScreenPrint copies of her finds here. [Click them for large]
- Readers here will find ten more of the pictures at her link above. (An aside, I stopped at the Michael's Store here and found the shelves empty where the alcohol inks were supposed to be. I think we all might do art with this method. There is even a YouTube on line showing how to do it right.)
* https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/solace
Definition of solace. (Entry 1 of 2) transitive verb. 1 : to give comfort to in grief or misfortune : console.
Labels: art, Artistic Interpretations, Humor(?), Poem, prose poem, Real Toads, Syllabic Form
posted by Jim @ 12/28/2018 01:28:00 AM
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