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Poem: The Orange Poem | |
| | Title | First line |
| 2003 Aug 2 | Who Hasn't Written Doggerel?! | Blank verse is but pretentious prose - discuss |
| 2003 Aug 2 | Why Won't Secrets Reinvigorate our Parakeet? | Why won't you tell me |
| 2003 Aug 3 | The Providence Networks | Thistly waysides line the primrose path of dalliance |
| 2003 Aug 4 | Dreamy | He was the man of her dreams - tall, dark and Estonian |
| 2003 Aug 4 | Stinky | Stinkbombs here and stinkbombs there |
| 2003 Aug 4 | Rhyme in Perversity | Forgive me if I sound perverse |
| 2003 Aug 5 | The End of a Shrewd Heroine | There once was a cold winter knight |
| 2003 Aug 5 | Poetry Alloys | When composing a poem, one must |
| 2003 Aug 6 | A Round | Higgle-dee piggle-dee pudding and pie |
| 2003 Aug 6 | Vacation for Gingersnaps | I took a trip to Ioway |
| 2003 Aug 7 | Seek the Shade, the Silence | In a garden of unrestful silence |
| 2003 Aug 7 | Frogs and Stale | The frog comes in on little fat feet |
| 2003 Aug 8 | Mizzen Manhood | On board the good ship Mary Jane |
| 2003 Aug 9 | Mistakes Always | Oh me oh my |
| 2003 Aug 11 | Sadly Going Between Seasons | The empty swing still made arcs |
| 2003 Aug 12 | Taxes, Always | Taxes, levies, tithes, and tariffs |
| 2003 Aug 12 | Void White Truth | It is the blackest of blacks |
| 2003 Aug 14 | Please Pass the Wrestler | It is an ancient wrestler |
| 2003 Aug 14 | Goals and Perils | We have searched the world for treasure |
| 2003 Aug 15 | Replacement Of My Jaundiced Petticoat | Anyone asking about apples |
| 2003 Aug 15 | Hayseed, Huh? | Red Necks, White Socks, and Blue Ribbon Beer |
| 2003 Aug 15 | Untitled, Entitled, Retitled | Untitled |
| 2003 Aug 16 | Fish Brocade | Who needs rhetorical questions? |
| 2003 Aug 17 | End And End | Three score and ten years ago |
| 2003 Aug 17 | Redneck Designs | Southern Astrological Signs |
| 2003 Aug 18 | When | Here stands a giant |
| 2003 Aug 19 | Disregard | Oh how I loathe thee, let me count the ways |
| 2003 Aug 19 | Shameless? Us? | The incredulous bunch, the lot of them all |
| 2003 Aug 20 | Pinaforesque | When I was a lad, I served my time |
| 2003 Aug 21 | Horace is What We Like | Would you like to waltz or samba? |
| 2003 Aug 21 | Washing Fish In My Underwear | So when are ya gonna make up yer mind? |
| 2003 Aug 21 | Scurvy and Varlets | I challenge you now with my swordTo the death! (well I'm really quite bored) |
| 2003 Aug 22 | Misery Trains | Bill stood in Charing Cross looking at the departure board |
| 2003 Aug 24 | Eager Beef | A toast by any other name is but burnt bread |
| 2003 Aug 25 | Goatishness : A Change For The Better | Before I owned a goat-face mask |
| 2003 Aug 25 | All My Complaints | My battery is draining |
| 2003 Aug 25 | And Then the Next Animal | Ferdinand the Porcupine was quite a prickly fellow |
| 2003 Aug 26 | Dimmer Switch Haikus | Compounded, as an alloy |
| 2003 Aug 26 | I Hear Sousaphones Marching | Trombones are sounding in my sleep |
| 2003 Aug 27 | Headless Parrots | When Granma discovered my dungeon |
| 2003 Aug 28 | Onions Can't Cry | I've far too much hair on my head |
| 2003 Aug 28 | Faintly Wild, Like Justice and Love | Let me describe the love of my life |
| 2003 Aug 29 | The Gnomes Who Roll | Once upon a time, in a country faraway |
| 2003 Sep 1 | Untitled | The proof of the rock |
| 2003 Sep 2 | Webfooted Drive Through Town | On the night I was headed for townI went out and waved a cab down |
| 2003 Sep 2 | Fandango Lashing | I've told you once, I've told you twice, |
| 2003 Sep 4 | Crewcuts And Clangers | Gus Grissom ... wasn't he the one |
| 2003 Sep 5 | Goose Nuts | Be like the squirrel |
| 2003 Sep 5 | Yammering Agenda | My political agenda: |
| 2003 Sep 5 | Sneezing | Arrrrghhh!!!! |
| 2003 Sep 7 | Beer Gods | Thou still unopen'd flask of liquor, |
| 2003 Sep 9 | Revisionist Shenanigans | In my cardboard cardigan |
| 2003 Sep 9 | More Sweepings | Maybe now, or maybe later |
| 2003 Sep 10 | Filling For That Apocalyptic Sandwich | Who ate my doughnuts? I could weep |
| 2003 Sep 11 | Package Surprise, Not Surprise Package | Oft had I heard of Lucy Gray |
| 2003 Sep 12 | The Premise for My Jellybean Guidelines | Sleep eludes me now |
| 2003 Sep 18 | Courage, John! | Ray Harryhausen, in the days before attaining fame, |
| 2003 Sep 18 | The Trouser Leg of Hell | I have measured out my life with tablespoons |
| 2003 Sep 19 | The Hoity-Toity Envelopes | There was a young painter from Maine |
| 2003 Sep 20 | Regardless of Their Appearance | The haiku beckons |
| 2003 Sep 22 | Trysting Without Thomasina | In my borrowed jacket |
| 2003 Sep 22 | Dystopia The Moose | In this city there are no angels |
| 2003 Sep 23 | Isn't Doubt Corrosive? | Doubt is so corrosive |
| 2003 Sep 24 | Unlikely Gumdrops from Savannah | There once was a moose from Ontario |
| 2003 Sep 24 | Tumble Driers of Yesteryear | Wise men have been fooled |
| 2003 Sep 24 | Water Fingers | The Irish invented the limerick |
| 2003 Sep 25 | The Queen Of All Chagrin | One bright September morning, the sky a crystal blue |
| 2003 Sep 25 | How To Cook Vegetables | I may have to boil a turnip |
| 2003 Sep 25 | Learned Sea | When halfway through swimming the channel |
| 2003 Sep 26 | Karma Rodents | Dreaming gerbils in the sawdust dream of you and me |
| 2003 Sep 26 | A Simple Purveyor of Gaffes | Carpe diem, as they say |
| 2003 Sep 26 | Once You Forget My Name, A Strange Leathery Complexion Beckons | A man with a prong on his nose |
| 2003 Sep 27 | Friday Goof-Off | Motivation now departed, though the day is not yet done |
| 2003 Sep 29 | Agriculture Good And Bad | In the land where the brain-fart trees grow |
| 2003 Sep 30 | Fasting with Predictable Terror | For many years, this story has remained untold |
| 2003 Sep 30 | Have the Patience of the Broken | I'm building castles in the sky |
| 2003 Oct 1 | Look, No Anatomy! | I looked at my feet and to my surprise |
| 2003 Oct 1 | Bowling Nearby Stones | Stepping through a wall of mirrors |
| 2003 Oct 2 | Perspective Isn't All Unlikely | A tap on the spine |
| 2003 Oct 2 | Absorbent Syllables | Another year on, the question arises: |
| 2003 Oct 2 | The Backwards Time | Myself when young did eagerly frequent |
| 2003 Oct 4 | If Wishes Were Forces | Fix what is broken |
| 2003 Oct 6 | Hammering On The Eyeliner | Kick down the door of the lipstick factory |
| 2003 Oct 7 | Spread Your Ears Skiffle Junkies | Coughs and sneezes |
| 2003 Oct 9 | The Dreaded Chair Gang | The sly London chair gang is at it again |
| 2003 Oct 14 | Melted Rectories of Nyum-Nyum | On vacation, I saw a most Marvel-ous cave |
| 2003 Oct 15 | Most Even-Handed Definition | impeccable: Can not be pecced |
| 2003 Oct 17 | Songs of Prestigious Bill Giblets, the Whistling Tailor | I had my shoes shined in Chicago once |
| 2003 Oct 19 | Disease Me | When one would look into your eye |
| 2003 Oct 21 | In Vicious Family Circles | Oh papa, look! A jolly bruin |
| 2003 Oct 21 | Just A Hog | There once was a pervert named Mick |
| 2003 Oct 21 | Alright? | Hey Randy? Are you still up? |
| 2003 Oct 23 | Mary Marmalade And Very Tasty Puppies | I make them go fast |
| 2003 Oct 23 | Robert Faked Tough Choices | There was an old coot from Zimbabwe |
| 2003 Oct 23 | That Later | Long and short: Venus emits gas at sunrise |
| 2003 Oct 24 | Aperitifs to Drink When Meeting Your Maker | The mustard in my lemonade |
| 2003 Oct 27 | Lawrence's Spaniard Fool | How hideous is the Spaniard |
| 2003 Oct 28 | Go, Authors of My Lunch! | See how you like it, Mr. Black! |
| 2003 Oct 30 | No Fry-up For Presidents | Jacques Chirac would eat no snack |
| 2003 Nov 1 | Spooks Like Us | On Halloween lock all your doors |
| 2003 Nov 3 | Hypochondria Isn't The Harlot's Proof | I think I have a broken leg |
| 2003 Nov 6 | Rather A Pain For The Fairy | A piece of verse should pierce the soul |
| 2003 Nov 7 | Huddersfield Pie | Don't let that horse eat that violin |
| 2003 Nov 8 | Is Confused By | Never did I dream that she would call a spade a spade |
| 2003 Nov 10 | This Lame War Mixes Our Cement | If I understand you right, |
| 2003 Nov 10 | Little Extremes Of Bedtime Cocoa | Shorter than the shortest book |
| 2003 Nov 11 | Coma Compasses | A new indictment for the meek |
| 2003 Nov 12 | The Metallic Allegory | Golden apples in a silver bowl |
| 2003 Nov 13 | Jilted By Cheapskates | "I've saved you so much money, dear" |
| 2003 Nov 13 | Whatever Is When | Wlatsome words were whispered |
| 2003 Nov 13 | Inhaling Woolf's Ouevre | Don't revile me, don't come near! |
| 2003 Nov 15 | Dictionary, You Mean | Poetry: in voice, a first! |
| 2003 Nov 16 | Sorry, Sausalito | Sausalito |
| 2003 Nov 16 | The Cauldron That Foils Such Weaklings As Us | I see your hoof prints on the stairs |
| 2003 Nov 17 | When Things Deceive | Chamonix, beside the name |
| 2003 Nov 18 | The Ill-drained Threesome | In the evening came the cycles |
| 2003 Nov 19 | Swimming Upstream For Several Rhymes | Quietly humming his favourite tune, |
| 2003 Nov 19 | Misconstruing Hullabalooing | When shining shoes, you really must |
| 2003 Nov 20 | Fifteen Broken Things | One day my name will be up in lights |
| 2003 Nov 22 | Fish Jam Voting | The elephants of Iceland were meeting for the talks |
| 2003 Nov 22 | Solicitude Is For Featherweight Fools | Please, my dear, take off your coat |
| 2003 Nov 23 | The Ontological Rabbit-hutch | Comparisons are odious, it has been said, |
| 2003 Nov 24 | Blessings Aplenty For Apsley | God speed to you, fair travellers all |
| 2003 Nov 25 | Bloodthirsty Tales And Unseen Lemons | I feel I must indulge in certain vices |
| 2003 Nov 28 | Clerihews Are More Fun Than Sex | Charles, the Prince of Wales |
| 2003 Nov 28 | Universally Horsewhipped | Venus and Serena |
| 2003 Dec 1 | Hungry For Keys | Rowan is a wood that I can't eat |
| 2003 Dec 9 | Bashful Statements Of Statehood | The denizens of Alabama |
| 2003 Dec 10 | "Enough!" Said Old McDonald | Inspiration isn't need - not when you're a pote |
| 2003 Dec 11 | Wahhh! Sob Sniff! | Not every poem can please each aesthete |
| 2003 Dec 12 | Somebody Is Rotting | It seemed (to |
| 2003 Dec 16 | Mythical Quest | In days of yore, when dragons roamed the world |
| 2004 Jan 1 | Prejudices Coming To Your Local Works Canteen | Said aged King Lear |
| 2004 Jan 4 | Betokening Bitterness | Love, shmov--I'm jaded now |
| 2004 Jan 7 | A Wishlist For Clambakes | I hear that sluts from Milwaukee |
| 2004 Jan 9 | Möbius Dancing | A cannon-ball into the pool |
| 2004 Jan 12 | Snow Wheels | To those who'd venture off the brink, atop a fold-up scooter, |
| 2004 Jan 15 | Anatomical Chaps | Vesalius, whose scalpel bright |
| 2004 Jan 17 | Laundanum Language | 'Ulalume, ulalume,' said Edgar Allan Poe |
| 2004 Jan 18 | End-time Octave | What time does the apocalypse start? |
| 2004 Jan 18 | Oompah Tuba | I hear you like to polka with clubfooted gals |
| 2004 Jan 22 | Forever The Syntax Omelette | The gas oven sings a sweet song to my leadened seratonin |
| 2004 Jan 25 | Little Holly Sat Upon Her | I'm the only gay in the village |
| 2004 Jan 28 | Thesis For A Standard Text | Said the shaman to the showman |
| 2004 Jan 30 | Traditionally Devoted To Artificial Punctuations | Here in Freud's kettle |
| 2004 Feb 5 | Two Hands Forwards, Two Peas Backwards | Once upon a noontime cheery, as I daydreamed hale and hearty, |
| 2004 Feb 11 | Wandering Socks Found Wanton | When JB Priestley, in his bath |
| 2004 Feb 13 | Dangerously We Fly | "What is your destination, child? |
| 2004 Feb 16 | Once Lithuania, Once | In a cave, on a mountain so high |
| 2004 Feb 23 | Pious Hens of Unknowing | What kind of men are these, with beards and balding pates? |
| 2004 Mar 1 | Surprise Me Less | The trunk in the attic held something amazing |
| 2004 Mar 3 | Middle Victorian | The generals are born again |
| 2004 Mar 5 | Balderdash Brevity | Here's an ode to hogwash - to tripe and pure baloney |
| 2004 Mar 12 | Away Game Voyeurism | People are bloody ignorant apes! |
| 2004 Mar 22 | Several Chemistry Sets | Bromide in the afternoon |
| 2004 Mar 23 | Peptic Ulster | Later than the final hour |
| 2004 Mar 31 | Onwards, Henrietta Dawson | I carry Hank, my freeze-dried hake, |
| 2004 Apr 14 | Who Dares Grins | Before expiring, Genghis said: |
| 2004 Apr 15 | The Danish Word | The lonely Swedish man |
| 2004 Apr 15 | Beard Recognitions | Friends reunited |
| 2004 Apr 15 | Dragonfly With Diamonds | We who were not bound to rhyme |
| 2004 Apr 20 | Upstream Into Camberwell | So clumsy, so clumsy |
| 2004 Apr 28 | Unsettled Directions | From the Baltic, travel North |
| 2004 Apr 29 | Ghastly Appendages | Oh, it's all quite ghastly |
| 2004 May 7 | Liquid Never Flinches | So plaintively you ask if this |
| 2004 May 10 | Shelley: Drowning Was Enough | The weight of any bantam |
| 2004 May 21 | We Flee Toward The Far Journey | It is time, I think we'd all agree, |
| 2004 May 24 | Circus Accountants | Dreary, dreary dogs |
| 2004 May 27 | Aspirated Eyeball, Innit? | It started with a glottal stop |
| 2004 May 29 | Cautionary Tales For Young Hotshots | How many times must I tell you? |
*** | 2006 May 30 | Phoenix, Bored | Is no-one here to waken me? |