charlyannd

@charlyannd.bsky.social

Why are you a rhymer? Why always must you rhyme? You write all right But when you write You're rhymin' all the time When did you start rhymin'? Well, when I was kid though sounds absurd I'd hear a word and that's just what I did

Dodgy & Iffy walk into a #bar Sketchy was workin' that night says Sketchy to Iffy, Drink 'em up in a jiffy cause Shifty is itchin' to fight Dodgy says, No we will not go today is my birthday ya see so pour Shifty a shot the best shot you've got & say it's from Iffy & me #inkmine #poetry

A is an apple shot off your head B is for beets they turn ur pee red Cantaloupe with ya I'm too young to marry D is a date w/ Tom Dick or Harry Eggs in the morn can't be beat #Fruit smoothie's cold & sweet Grapes if ya drop one it's hard to find it Haggis is Scottish, Scottish don't mind it #vss365

As I float me off to sleep I pray dreamcatcher dreams you'll keep save not the ones that speak of glum cast off those nightmares as they come need #tend to those that evoke bliss no sorrow scooped, no joy you'll miss a guided tour where spirits lift til I awake come daylight's gift #vss365 #poetry

That ain't the girl that I married that ain't the girl that I loved that ain't the girl who set my heart awirl the one I called Turtledove the girl that I married was a cooker her meals they sure were great to describe this one's food I'd have to talk rude so I #arrive for my dinner too late #vss365

#Relax relax all will be fine calm that mind sweet Clementine Let go let go release the guilt that was then that milk is spilt Speak up speak up hold not your tongue plant the seeds in those so young Slow down slow down need smell that rose stops on a dime that's how life goes #WIPSnips #poetry

What worry has stolen from me is a shame it's been me beholden tis my middle name the thing it has proven invasive that thief your joy it's removin' chop the head off the chief cause even in knowin' it shall save you nowt oft it be growin' that's what worry's about #poetry

#bakedrhymes A glass half-full A rhyme half-baked A thought half-formed A love re-shaped A giver had a taker A poets needs a muse A painter had a canvas Its framing was abused The paradox of symmetry It Mirrors our own heart I beg you, treat it gentle This is the soul of art

I see you ghost-like walk out that front door, and I think you're leaving, but it's just another part of you dying. The other parts of you #shift and fill out the space that is left behind. You become an unfamiliar creature. You no longer recognize your own reflection. #vss365