"canard" poems
She is tourney,
Everyone is pat by her,
Masked man and women are in hasten
For her ………
Under the mask everyone is afraid
But their mask portrays the valour….
A chimera, a phony intrepidness……
Implore for cupidity, majestic canard …..
….. through branding …..!
Everyone is cover-up by masked branding and
skirmishing in the name of tourney !
May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 2:19 PM UTC
hum...habit...hic...abbott woozy
celebrating with British Royal Family
and...hub bout red dee
to take a snoozy
sup...par'n...this poet
fur...hib bit..bing a lil oozy.
Now this raggedy man
whilst deep in sleep
this past night what felt like galactic body
fell upon ma slumbering heap
affecting immediate fear
lest worst nightmare,
would crush with might
but lo…just then zee spouse
plunked herself
with unconsciousness deep
unable to recapture pleasant dreams
well nigh past day light.
So...rather than emit shrieks
like some angry birds
the idea arose to attempt poem
to express discombobulated state
whereby grey matter feels
similar to thick whey curds
palliative sans restorative power
per rest will clear muddled pate
thick with grogginess
and marauding herds
of mailer daemons worse
than unsuitable mate
or a world wide web filled with nerds
thus lethargy purged
via catharsis with forming words
that follow rhyming pattern
to convey mood = to a synonym for turds.
respite from a cat nap as tonic no lion here
can spell relief and serve as balm
with pillowed temptress ever near
beckons softly inviting calm
before this human
goes a berserk manic tear
being revisited from haunts
inside head of this scrivener
caught by men in white coats
strait jacketing this maniac
in tattered under wear
whose ***** by the way
oh about the size of an average palm
yet taut for witnessing
deux score plus eighteen mortal year.
May 19, 2018
May 19, 2018 at 6:46 PM UTC
You said a lot that I heard,
Yes I heard, I heard and I heard!!!
From the tandalum to the pendulum
Means of communication!
That's how it spread.
In denial like always
Change is a rare gem with man of your cabiler
How your canard reduce your knowledge
I thought meliorism would make some impact
Never knew you're a colubrine
Now nothing is obfuscate on your side!
"Dija Jr"
Mar 24, 2020
Mar 24, 2020 at 5:06 PM UTC
Canards were shared that day
Pretend this story is solid true gold
Unfounded tales spun to defend
Feb 15, 2021
Feb 15, 2021 at 7:48 AM UTC
All are invited to taste-test a French meal, free-of-charge, at the
Table of near west side Chef Louis. The first course will be a
Salade Niçoise, prepared the usual way – vegetables, salad greens
From the Periwinkle family, des oeufs durs et des olives ‒ Flavored with a pinch of myrtle. Those so inclined may have escargots instead. Louis will pop the cork on a vintage vin rouge.
The main course: canard à l’orange, spécialité de la maison.
Known far and wide as the best duck in town, it has a secret sauce
Including the bird’s bone marrow, and is a favorite of Paul Soglin;
Hizzoner has been showing up brandishing a “ditch Walker” sign.
While the cuisine is incomparable, the dinner music, too, is
Délicieuse. In town for only a week is the diva, Renée Fleming,
Accompanied by the virtuoso cellist, Yo-Yo Ma. To forestall the
Entry of hordes of fans, Louis will have the louvers closed.
The wait staff will be in the wings with the *dessert du jour, Crêpes
Suzette* – using the best Orange Curaçao ‒ before a small frigate
Is unmoored for return to the Lesser Antilles to pick up a new
Stash. Louis is a total service restauranteur, and he has vowed to
Let all his guests take a selfie, with him, Yo-Yo and Renée, in the
Private chef’s booth, in just a glimmer of the day’s remaining light.
Though he’s unbearded, Louis uses Brilliantine regularly to help
Him attract the most voluptuous of available dates. *Mais, prenez
Garde, mes demoiselles, Louis est français, après tout….*
© Lewis Bosworth, 7-2017
Jul 17, 2017
Jul 17, 2017 at 2:02 PM UTC
A nation, besieged by an enemy force,
was encircled and close to defeat.
The leader of the beleaguered army
wanted to capitulate, hoping for leniency
from the tactically superior general,
who'd beaten him at every turn.
A young, ambitious officer,
looking to stand out from his rivals,
came up with a plan to eliminate
the unbeatable general.
A soldier would surrender to the invaders,
spreading a rumour,
so impressed by the talented general,
the citizenry would **** their monarch
proclaiming him their new leader.
The canard was told to everyone
the captive had contact with.
The soldiers argued,
was the prisoner lying or telling the truth.
It didn't matter anymore,
the seed of sedition was planted.
Other military leaders,
envious of the general's success,
quickly relayed the possible betrayal
to their ruler.
The belligerent king, fearful his sovereignty
might be under threat,
recalled the effective general
under the guise of an update.
On the generals return,
the king had him executed for treason.
In the ensuing uncertainty,
the defenders regrouped,
launching a counter-attack.
The new general, chosen by the king,
less competent than the last,
lost all the territory,
won by the former military leader.
The defending army, now on the offensive,
outmanoeuvred the invading force,
driving the enemy from their dominion.
Sep 20, 2016
Sep 20, 2016 at 4:53 AM UTC