Complaining

I find that I'm having a dilemma
I'm a little drunk, but I need to write.
I'm cozied up in my pajamas,
but I know that I can't yet end the night

I don't know what to write about today...
(I admit that this problem's recurring)
But my day was normal in many ways,
and I don't want a sonnet that's boring

I could make something up, but when I'm drunk
It's so hard to be very creative
I think, then I thought, and then I have thunk,
but my drunk brain's not very inventive

My sonnet is written, and some may scoff
But I see my complaining has paid off

Fountain Pen Part II

I did it! My fountain pen's in the mail

I simply can't wait for it to arrive

Other pens in comparison will pale 

I feel so excited and so alive!

How will it feel just to hold such a pen?

I admit I can only speculate…

I'll try it on monday and tell you then,

but I know in my heart it will be great.

I've never owned a pen so nice before,

and I'm hoping that I don't mistreat it.

I'll probably need ink refills galore

before my smooth writing has succeeded.

I guess I'll just have to wait, then I'll see

how writing with this pen will really be

Going Far

I drove home from my job for the last time;

today was the last day of the school year. 

And I must admit it would be a lie

to say I left work without any tears.

I know that these children are going far,

and I know that they've meant so much to me.

I can't wait to see who they really are,

what amazing things they will do and be.

I can't believe I'm leaving them behind

the reality hasn't hit me yet.

I just doesn't fit inside of my mind

what it really means that I have now left. 

I know that someday I'll see them again,

I guess I'll just have to come visit them

Fountain Pen

I think that I might need a fountain pen...
I admit it would make me feel fancy
I think of the thoughts I could write and then
how they'd look with a pen oh so classy!

I don't need to spend a thousand dollars
or even a hundred to feel complete.
All I want is a pen without rollers
I don't need one gilded with gold from Crete

I see my thoughts flowing from mind to page
as smoothly and clearly as possible
I'd convey rapture, surprise, and pure rage
easily with such a fine utensil

Alas! as amazing as this does seem
I fear it may be but a fleeting dream...

(Incidentally if anyone is feeling generous, I would be happy to accept this as a gift)

A Lick Goodnight

I say goodbye and add a lick goodnight,
and in return receive a goodnight kiss.
Some think it's strange, but I think it's alright
that we both choose to say goodnight like this.

I wake up in the morning and see you
and a lick to you is what I bestow.
We may look strange to others that is true.
Sometimes what we love is just what we know.

Each day when you come home I just look up,
and I see you looking back down at me.
For you are my human and I your pup,
and that is the way it was meant to be.

You're happy to see me every day,
and I am happy to see you that way.

Field Trip

Today at preschool we took a field trip;
it was just a short way around the block.
The warm summer sun made sweat start to drip,
and yet it wasn't too hot for a walk.

Over thirty children we took with us,
around the corner for frozen yogurt.
Our class did not need to take a school bus,
as the kids listened and did not get hurt.

We got to the shop and our cool delight
we all sat and enjoyed the frozen treat
and everything was happy and bright;
all had as much as they wanted to eat.

We went out the door and into the sun
all knowing that we had had so much fun

Massage

Today I woke as I normally do:
by running around after three alarms.
And then after I'd had some time to stew
I realized that this day meant me no hard.

I remembered I had an appointment
a little bit later this afternoon
it was sure to be filled with enjoyment
and finally it would be here so soon

At 1 I met with a man named Levell
for he was to be my masseuse today
and massage was something that he did well
as he massaged all my tensions away

In fact my relaxation was so deep
90 minutes felt like a whole night's sleep

Simple Adventure

Our adventure started simply enough.
We took a walk and went into a club
but soon there began to be stranger stuff
as we walked to a wall into a pub

Inside this pub, a demon band played
and brightly lit hearts lined the floors and walls
then into a bathroom we made our way
and we partied inside one of the stalls

And then with a few words, we went to hell,
and then soon with a few more to heaven
and for a while things were going swell,
alas! then the clock did strike eleven

I knew I still had a sonnet to write,
before I could lay an end to the night

Secret Ingredient

I found a recipe for ice cream

One that could easily be made at home

Though this ice cream may be more than it seems;

It comes from a different kind of cone.

The recipe is very simple

Just a few ingredients are needed 

Then you mix and you stir and you bubble

Until the creamy mixture is sweetened

There is but one special ingredient 

That's difficult to find as rarest silk

The process may not be expedient 

As you need a cup of human breast milk 

But the source of this milk could not be me

I wonder if my sister would agree...

Sonnet Break

I don't have much time for sonnets today
with many assignments due at midnight,
but I've made a promise and I won't stray!
I won't back down from this sonnety fight!

I cannot promise this will be my best,
but surely it won't be my worst either.
I'm working real hard to finish this test,
so this kind of works for a nice breather.

Twenty-one minutes are what I have left
(or at least while I was writing this line)
Why do I let this happen to myself?
I should really keep better track of time.

Alas! My short sonnet break is now done!
and I must return to more exam fun!

Through the Years

In a week and a day, the school year ends 

And the preschool goes on a summer break 

Through the year I've had fun and I've made friends 

But soon I may wait til 10 to awake.

Though I must admit that seven a.m.

Has been an early time to awaken

I live these kids and I know I'll miss them

And I'm sure the end will leave me shaken 

As our end-of-year celebrations start

I start to realize that this means goodbye

I know I'll hold these kids in my heart 

While I am doing my best not to cry.

It's sure to be a day of happy tears

As I wish these kids the best through the years 

Fluff

In the very beginning there was fluff,
and this fluff it was so very fluffy.
The fluffy fluff fluffed fluffily and stuff,
but secretly wanted to be puffy.

Puffy fluff? What an outrage that would be!
It's almost as bad as a fluffy puff!
Well now wouldn't that be a sight to see!
It would nearly be worth the puffy fluff.

So! Anyway back to this fluffy fluff!
Being puffy was all it could dream of.
It would fluff around and do other stuff,
but puffs were the only thing that it loved.

So the fluff spent it's life trying to puff,
but really that would never be enough

Pouring

It's raining, it's pouring, it's distracting,

and I can't stop looking out the window.

I should be reading and interacting,

but with this heavy rain, it's a no-go.

It doesn't help that the class is so hot;

it's got to be 80 degrees in here.

I just want to go outside for a spot

in the cool rain my thoughts would be so clear

I wait for a break, and walk down the stairs

I opened the door and I saw the rain

I stepped out to feel the drops in my hair

I felt the calm leaking into my brain

I walked up the stairs and back to the room

Alas! The coolness wore off far too soon

Rush

My first summer session is almost done.
In just three days this sprint will be over,
but rather than finding out that I've won,
right away I will enter another.

I am glad that I will be done so soon,
and that I graduate in December,
but then I remember it's only June,
and I've still got to get it together.

I know that I am going to survive,
but sometimes it feels like a bit too much.
I know that soon I am going to thrive,
but some days I'd like to slow down a touch.

I know that some day soon I will make it,
so 'til then I guess I'll have to fake it.

Expire

Last night I got home just after midnight;
I'd had a good time, but I was tired.
I sat on my bed, and turned off the light,
and soon my wakefulness did expire.

For but a moment I did close my eyes,
maybe a minute, but not any more.
When I opened them, I saw to my surprise,
that for an hour had lasted my snore!

Seeing my sleepiness I got in bed,
turned off the TV, and tucked myself in.
No sooner had the pillow touched my head
did a long night of peacefulness begin.

It would seem my rejoicing came too soon
for I had slept in until almost noon!

Refuge

Maybe your heart weeps, but does it DD?

This was the sole question that I did ask.

For this was a thing that did matter to me

As getting to the bar would be a task.

Alas! He said no! And my heart it sank

I knew that I would have to drive myself

I would have to be careful while I drank,

And a few more beers would stay on the shelf.

 Should I have a little too much to drink 

Krispy Kreme shall be my place of refuge!

We'll sit and eat a few donuts I think

What a bountiful sugary deluge!

Alas I now seem to be too drunk to write,

And have no end for this sonnet tonight!

15:08

Three hours we poured into the filming:

Almost an hour to set up the room

We knew the next group would soon be coming!

How could it have been three hours so soon??

My lesson clocked in at twenty minutes,

but for class I needed to cut it down.

After a few hours editing it

I saw that something was wrong with my sound.

Saving took another 15 minutes

after a time filled with many glowers

finally it was time to upload it

and that upload took another hour.

Yet my final video does play on

A mere fifteen minutes, eight seconds long.

Hedgehogs

I wonder what life for hedgehogs is like.
Surely not all are as great as Sonic!
I wonder how they care for every spike
is it some sort of magical tonic?

I wonder if hedgehogs ever wear clothes
or would their spikes be caught on the fabric?
Maybe just socks that would cover their toes
for hedgehogs stuck in clothes would be tragic!

Is it easy for hedgehogs to make friends?
Do animals fear getting close to them?
But surely those friends would last to the end,
and they would not walk away on a whim.

I still wonder what hedgehogs lives can be,
maybe I'll meet one! I'll just wait and see

Free to Fly

As the rain falls chaos is all I see;
the droplets fall with no rhyme or reason.
The water forms puddles so easily,
and pays no mind to the changing seasons.

Oh to be free and clear like this water
No cares in the world, no deadlines to meet
To fly toward the sky when it is hotter
not to be bound within these earthly feet.

When at last the rainfall comes to an end
for a moment the world feels fresh and new
The wounds of the earth the water did mend
and just for then I feel I'm mended too

My bindings are loosened; I'm free to fly,
but I'd rather stay here and live my life

It's Raining... Wait No.. yes...no... oh I give up

We were playing outside in the bright sunshine,
but it started to rain, so we had to go in.
The rain stopped as soon as we'd gone inside,
but then wait! It was raining once again!

Along my way home, I stopped at the store.
I left my umbrella as it was dry.
As I was leaving, it started to pour.
A minute later the sky ceased to cry!

As I drove some areas had downpours,
while others were deserts dry as a bone.
The weather was certainly not a bore,
but soon I was just so glad to be home.

I don't know what the weather was thinking,
but I think that it might have been drinking...

Turtle Diary

Dedicated to Carmen Palmer

Dear Diary, what a day was today...
To start: It was dawn that I did awake.
Swiftly as I could I set on my way
hoping my path would lead me to the lake.

I climbed up a hill, and found a strange path;
it was not jagged, yet was hard as stone.
Would I fal a victim to this road's wrath?
I kept up my journey, steady and slow.

A white box pulled up, and a man stepped out;
he walked up to me and I tried to run,
but the clever man figured out my route,
and soon my belly was facing the sun.

He put me on grass and I ran away...
That was enough adventure for one day!

Food Truck Rodeo

Today I did go downtown with some friends,
and we went to a "Food Truck Rodeo"
Trucks lined the street and seemed never to end
and they had food from ice cream to tacos.

When we first arrived it was quite hot there,
so we started our lunch with some ice cream.
It was far too hot for the warmer fare,
but the cool dairy treat was like a dream.

Thinking about it, I did not eat much
for this thing called a "rodeo" that is.
On just a beer and a pretzel I munched,
I think that is was just too hot for this

Of food rodeos this was my second,
and I'd attend another if beckoned.

Bad Joke

Today I woke up and hour too late
to blinking clock screens and a ringing phone.
With the power out I did not awake,
and my job wondered why I was home.

In the car I reached up to scratch my nose,
and I could feel that my nose ring was gone.
I wondered how long it would take to close
Was anything else left that could go wrong.

I dashed into work fifteen minutes late;
I thought I could sit and relax at last,
but suddenly as my breakfast I ate
I knocked over my cup with a great splash.

No alarm clock, nose ring, or diet coke?
I felt like the punchline of a bad joke.

Late

I am sorry to say that I have failed;
I did not post a sonnet by midnight.
I looked at the time, and let out a wail
at the sheer severity of my plight.

I've done a great wrong, and I must confess
that I do not have any good excuse.
Today try as I might to do my best,
track of the time I did anyway lose.

I promise I'll do better tomorrow
for the shame I feel today is so great.
I know I would be filled with such sorrow
if ever again my post is this late.

I shall not give up on writing these rhymes,
for today I'm just on Pacific time.

Helen the Hippopotamus

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Sometimes it was Chocolate

"Is this spot poop or is it chocolate?"
The young children's teacher thought to herself
as she held her shirt under the faucet
and took down a towel from on the shelf.

She smiled as she wiped this mystery spot,
and grinned as she cleaned up the mess they'd made.
It was not about the work that she thought,
but rather the fun they'd had as they played.

Sometimes it was chocolate, sometimes poop,
but every day was an adventure.
Sometimes this classroom was more like a coop,
but still every day was a treasure.

Sometimes she did moan, and sometimes she frowned,
but a love of the job kept her around.

TOMA-2

I was to evaluate "TOMA-2"
Test of Mathematic Abilities
Made in '94 it what nothing new,
but I knew not was in store for me.

You see, TOMA-2 is not just a test,
but a duo from Argentina too,
and though I did try to do my best,
it seemed that Google would just not come through.

Woe! Using a database I did see
there was a new problem for me to face.
They have now come out with a TOMA-3
Writing on TOMA-2 has been disgraced!

While my presentation did come to be,
I can't speak of the utmost quality...

PS: If you came here by accident trying to research the TOMA-2 Assessment sorry! Good luck finding resources!

Bad Laugh

I hear your laugh across a crowded room
It's like a small rodent, choking to death
your voice seems as loud as a sonic boom
I wince as you sigh with each passing breath

Someone makes a joke and the whole group laughs,
but after a lull, the rodent chokes on
I dread comical meetings of our paths
for fear I will meet your disgusting song

I dare not make a sly comment or joke
every time that we two are together
for I think that this hamster snorting coke
is a sound I cannot bear to weather.

I should count myself lucky I suppose
that a mere one day a week you impose

A Bunny a Day

A bunny a day keeps crazy away
that's what I have learned so far this summer
I try to pet my rabbit every day
and it helps it not be such a bummer.

A small bit of a cuddle from muffins
and the world seems to be a better place
I can feel all of her cuddly "luffins"
every time that I look into her face

Some days I just really need to hug her
and other days I am feeling less stressed
but I am sure that I never ignore
my rabbit who always loves me her best

So on the good days and even the bad
Thanks to muffins the best rabbit I've had

Rude Awakening

No alarm clock has ever been louder
that the one that I woke to this morning.
Its sly operator was much prouder,
and he came without a shred of warning.

As I laid there peacefully asleep
outside my window there was a great crash
accompanied by a series of beeps
and the sounds of a moving pile of trash

To empty the dumpster came the trash truck
and hour before I wanted to wake.
Alas! poor me! what a string of bad luck
that wanted from me all my sleep to take!

The thing that really gave me morning blues
is that this alarm did not have a "snooze"