Poetry Prompt: Confusing Figure of Speech – It’s Sucked the Grub

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Holidays brought Aunt May

Mum’s younger sister.

Very loud, very forthright

Took over where ever she went

Our house was no different.

Tuesday after she arrives, Mum’s vacuuming

Bang, crash, scream – Mum!

What’s that god awful noise? Aunt May

The vacuum, I think it’s blown up.

Aunt May considers herself a handy girl

Has a look, shakes her head, scratches,

It’s sucked the grub Gert.

First time I heard that expression

Aunt May had that look of certainty about her.

You think?

‘Fraid so.

Aunt May had a wardrobe of these sayings

For such erudite company as this I shall stick with this one

As most of the others are not fit for this page.

For me it began a life long love of the saying.

Anything broken down, smashed, of no longer any use

It’s sucked the grub.

I usually have to explain, as it is confusing

I’ve no idea where Aunt May found it

Nor its original context, as Aunt May died

Well before I had the urge to ask her.

So it’s a saying we know it’s meaning but not its origin.

I love it, as it’s funny to say.

Try it, go one say it: ‘its sucked the grub!’

Aunt May was never pretentious

Very practical, very direct

You knew where you stood with her.

Most times when a saying came from her mouth

It came with an air authority.

It’s fun to drop into conversation, heads turn

There is a collective ‘What?’

I’ve not heard many others use it

Thankfully I consider it mine

My contribution to our bank of idiomatic sayings.

So next time in your world something breaks down,

You know what to say.

 

Written for: http://pookypoetry.wordpress.com/2014/05/03/poetry-prompt-confusing-figure-of-speech/

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Poem 119 – Why Do I Love You?

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We are no spring chickens my love

Time has ravaged us

I look at your warty face

Your eyes wonder at my perverse hump

Our abhorrent hideousness apparent to all.

Hairs grow from so many wrong places

Our involuntary twitches

The cowering posture, the darting eyes

The spontaneous cackling around the cauldron

Our inexplicable naked behaviours under the full moon

Should be enough to question

Cast doubt, question our union?

But no ours is a cemented tie

We look past those physical features

Known to curdle milk, peel paint from walls,

Stop an out of control train.

We have seen our true selves

The hidden beauty, the charisma

We lie in wait, the next full moon

A baying we shall go.

The cauldron, is it stoked?

A bubbling my love,

Your cackling sets my heart a fire

It’s why I love you.

 

This erudite poem is the result of two like-minded muses meeting in the middle and playing with a bunch of words to create meaning.

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Poetry Prompt: #2 Something that Scares You – Crowds

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It could be a bump in the night

Horror movies and scary stories

Ex partners and certain women.

But no! It’s people,

Crowds, gatherings

Call them what you will

I avoid them like the plague.

I prefer to be well away,

The claustrophobic feeling

Of large crowds in confined spaces

No way Jose!

I am penned in, put upon,

I question why I am there

What others must be thinking

Uncomfortable is the right word

It’s better this side of the screen.

So I avoid, defer, put off,

I shop early, been known to cancel theatre tickets

You get good at finding excuses.

Parties terrify me, best stay away

I don’t drink, don’t smoke

Poor social skills I know.

To change is to be confident

Less fearful, assured, belonging,

A ‘normal’ person in a ‘normal’ society.

But I am who I am

And that’s ok, I can function

If I have to, and I do,

But I’ll avoid if I can.

Sorry I can’t make it……

 

Written for: http://pookypoetry.wordpress.com/2014/05/02/poetry-prompt-something-that-scares-you/

 

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Poetry Prompt: Dear Me…Michael

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Your ignorance is understandable

You lived a very sheltered life.

Parents as unworldly as you

A world dominated by sport and activity.

You were led to church, you served at mass

Your church school preached the holy catholic line

First Fridays were sacred, we got out of class.

On the edges of all this were girls

Mysterious creatures amazingly attractive,

You were too scared of them to venture far.

No one said much about the nitty gritty of it all

Blindly you stumbled through puberty

One day a teacher explained it all.

Oh so that’s what that is, and that’s why that happens,

Oh really they have one of those?

Your lack of self knowledge led to one place

You blindly believed all you were told

There was no alternative.

Your timidity marks who you were

A gentle boy, eyes wide taking it all in,

A boy with ‘his wits about him’ you overheard one day.

I am glad you stayed who you were

Glad you experienced all you did, conflict

Doubt, success, inner pain, death, sickness.

For without any of that you

Would never be the man, you are today.

 

Written for: http://pookypoetry.wordpress.com/2014/05/01/poetry-prompt-dear-me/

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Meeting the Bar ~ Rhyme and Sonnets – Success

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Congratulations are the order of the day

Your brilliant success amazingly outstanding

I have come to offer my respects this May

As your literary efforts are so commanding.

Had I known, had an inkling of this

I’d have come bearing freshly baked cake

Instead I find I write this piece of piss

As tribute to words you with craft take

As words eloquent flow from your pen

I in awe acknowledge your thriving skill

As I know you have struggled, but then

Language you explore but never kill.

 

My pride bursts forth for you

For I have been on this ride too.

 

Written for: http://dversepoets.com/2014/05/01/meeting-the-bar-rhyme-and-sonnets/

 

 

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#55WordChallenge Week Ten: Mud, Rain and Pigs – Rain

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It was pouring and we had looked forward to this evening for so long.

The kids were being looked after. The restaurant booked.

The meal all we expected.

Dismayed by the weather, we were determined.

Thank goodness for my old umbrella.

We still took in the promenade.

Written for: http://55wordchallenge.blogspot.com.au/2014/04/55wordchallenge-week-ten-mud-rain-and.html

 

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Poem 118 – A Morning Walk

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A step taken, then two

No pain, only gain.

Take a few more,

Come on, you can do this.

I stagger a little, drag my feet

Knowing how unfit I have become.

A little further, a hill to climb,

Muscles working, as they should

None complaining, yet!

The shops I pass

Little action this early

The baker’s open, ready for business

The corner Café, a flurry of activity

Coffee, breakfast, preparation.

Up the next incline and turn towards home.

Uneven paths a nightmare

Watchful, wary, dreading a sprain this far out.

Down through the park, sloping path,

Leaning to the left, path leads to rail bridge

Above it the courthouse stands sentinel.

I’ll go a little further today, all flat

A loop around the primary school

The deathly quiet of the funeral directors.

The home stretch, feeling ok,

The sun now up shines in my face

Warming against my version of cold.

Home, cool off against the back fence

The cows and calves chewing, gazing at me

Wondering what life I must have

Stuck my side of the fence.

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Poetics: Take a leap with Cheryl Kellar – Dressed Up

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All dressed up nowhere to go.

Looking the part in expensive attire

Carefully selected to look the part

Fitting like a glove, feeling good.

 

Its day break, deep breath, I’m ready

It’s taken some internal psyching

Putting one foot in front of the other

Out of bed, not disturbing the loved one.

 

Shoes to fit, no glass slippers here

No magical carriage, no footmen

Just shanks’ pony for me

I’m ready, door opens, lets go.

 

Stepping out into the public light

Well, the low glow of the encroaching dawn

Something’s wrong, the elements have betrayed me

Rain, lovely to see, but not for me right now.

 

So I think I’ll wait, it’ll clear

Stand around in my finery

Looking like a shag on a rock I know

I begin to see the reality.

 

Plans can be abandoned, go back to Plan A

Swallow pride, put the ego aside

Go back to bed, snuggle in,

The loved one shifts slightly. Hello!

 

Written for: http://dversepoets.com/2014/04/29/poetics-paintings-by-c-nelson-kellar/

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100 Word Challenge Inhaled – The Princess

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I inhaled in catching sight of you. I couldn’t believe it was you. We hadn’t seen each other in years and the change in you was amazing.

Before me stood a princess.

You had said you were into exercise as a healthy precaution against encroaching old age.

I’m not sure how long I held my breath. It was as if stuck in a time warp.

We fixed our gaze on each other and… you grinned, as did I. We embraced. We recalled the feel of each other.

It was as if we’d moved away only yesterday.

 

Written for: http://www.velvetverbosity.com/blog/2014/4/28/100-words-376-in-100-words – This weeks word is INHALED

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Photo Challenge #6 “The Moon Garden” – Springtime

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Springtime

Flowering shrubs

Beneath a full moon

Nature awakens within us.

 

A time of renewal

As winter chills drift away

New growth, new life

Blossoms flourish, as do we.

 

The dankness, the damp, the cold

Fall behind, as we emerge

To soak in the sun

Reenergising our dormant selves.

 

Full moon

A season of potential

Emerging, excited,

Expectant, like us.

 

This moon is ours

Chances accepted

Steps forward

A new life, for us.

Written for:  http://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2014/04/29/photo-challenge-6-the-moon-garden/

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