Kooky… by Toni L.A. Cross

Photo Challenge from Charles Martin

 

I’m different, I’m odd, I’m a bit strange

But you needn’t stare, as if I have mange

Be a little kooky, try it out for fun

Make ’em look again, try a triple stun!

Smile cuz you’re happy

Forget that you look sappy

You wanna be a fashion clone?

Some boring pre-fab Prada drone?

Who say you’ve gotta be rich and old

To wear a red hat with purple and gold?

Trash the trends- forget the rage

Be who? Be you! No matter your age…

A Shirt’s Memoir by Toni Cross

 
 
I’m stuck up here, just flapping here- anchored to this line.
It’s sunny bright, with windy light- and I feel just fine.
My mood is right, at this desert sight- asymmetrical design.
A pretty plight, shaken, taut, tight- haunting wind wisp whine.

It’s sunny bright, with windy light- and I feel just fine.
A change in weather, sand blasted together- a wish for peace is mine
A pretty plight, shaken, taut, tight- haunting wind wisp whine.
Starched and bleached straight, long time to wait- tethered to this line
 
Drop a side down, hanging off now- flimsy grip abate
Pulling hands grab, falling free space-  lost my rope-mate
Slapped and  rolled, stuffed in a backpack-  sho’ is some date
Bump and a scuff, dumped out again- what’s with this fabric hate?

Pulling hands grab, tugging past flab- can you relate?
Long day goes on, sweat, rub, dirty grub- my stains match the tin plate
Bump and a scuff, dumped down again- what’s with this fabric hate?
Scrub and rinse, drench, splat repeat- start again with the wait


Pulling hands grab, falling free space- lost my rope-mate
My mood is right, at this desert sight- asymmetrical design.
Bump and a scuff, dumped out again- what’s with this fabric hate?
I’m stuck up here, just flapping here- anchored to this line.
 

Photo Challenge From Charles Martin

And the photo/poetry duel continues!
Check out Charles at: www.slpmartin.wordpress.com

Popsicle Poetry Challenge!

So, here’s the challenge:

Write a poem (any style) describing or about eating a popsicle on a hot summer day… WITHOUT using the words “popsicle” or “lick”.

(Here is my entry: https://thinkinlikegavroche.wordpress.com/2010/06/30/sublime-toni-l-a-cross/)

You can enter your poem by posting it on your own blog and then leaving a link to it in the “Comments” section of this post.

Thanks and have fun!