"Last Verse Thoughts" (Entry 555)

What are these words I write?

Is it for a solitary read, 

or do others truly take heed?

Considered true poetry of Parnassians find? 

No, just rambling verse of no particular kind.

I know the truth behind these scribbled letters. 

They are all emotions outlet, 

inked, release and then forget. 

Others are there as rememberings.

The joy, the heartache, the little things. 

There's also waffle within what's weaved. 

Of nonsense, fun and rhyming prances. 

From distant space onto page and dances. 

Whatever explodes from these words I write. 

I hope occasionally they delight. 

I hope it means something to someone, even so slight. 

With that I write, farewell. Good night. 

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So we're here! Entry 555 completed!

Task accomplished!

When I began this blog in July 2012, part of me trembled with the thought if pushing myself in writing this amount on a daily basis. There was times of hiccups, times of computer or internet failure, times of illness, but I've made it...

And a massive thanks to you for sticking with me on this quest. Your support has been invaluable. 

Even though this blog is now finished, I have new updated plans for my poor, forgotten main site: http://thecraftyscribe.blogspot.co.uk more information to follow soon. 

I hope you'll join me there and on Twitter: @thecraftyscribe

Thank you again, see you on the other site!

"Favourites of Santa" (Entry 541)

Fabulous fancies and rainbow dances.

Marsh mellow wishes and candy corn kisses.

Unicorn riding and fairy seek and go hiding.

Star sparkle bright and christmas tree lights.

Baubles a-dangling and mistletoe hanging.

That time of year, when Santa appears.

"Don't Pry!" (Entry 526)

Prying eyes.

It was a surprise,

but someone peeped,

when they should be asleep.

Oh, dear! Why, oh, why?

Fun lost! Don't spy. 

"Little Things" (Entry 514)

What can be delight?

Energy in flight?

The day’s dawn light?

Wind under kite?

Panoramic mountain’s height?

What a sight!

To know what’s right?

Be bright and delight

in the little things,

with all your might.

"Me Ol' China" (Entry 512)

Everyone needs their own mug,

or if you prefer a cup.

To take the brew, your beverage of choice.

To savour and to sup.

"Up... Again!" (Entry 505)

Up! Up! Up again.

What comes next?

And then? And then? And again?

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505 poems completed... Only 50 to go!

"Hip Twist" (Entry 492)

Hip to hop.

Hop to drop.

Drop to twist.

A dance like this.

"On Your Marks, Get Spooky!" (Entry 486)

Week of scares. 

Catch unawares. 

Hide in places

And watch their faces. 

All good fun

For everyone. 

Give a cheer,

Halloween is near!

"Blue Over Sky Box Setting" (Entry 484)

Dark nights schedules

Bringing forth

Many tears, drama 

And mirth. 

What to choose

and record? 

So much that I

Want to hoard. 

Problem is Sky Plus 

Almost full. 

What to red button?

What to pull?

Increase percentage,

Get on and watch. 

Can't delete programmes,

All top notch. 

Need to make the provision. 

Arrrggghhh! Now, there's a collision!

Change the times, what's my decision?

Of all this good stuff on the television. 

"Nonsense. Non Such Perfect Poem" (Entry 471)

If only I'd known 

It at the time. 

I might have had a better rhyme. 

If only I knew 

And could have rehearsed. 

Maybe I'd write a cooler verse. 

If only then was now. 

Researched better so I'd know him. 

Then I could have written the perfect poem!

"A Little Rain" (Entry 468)

Patter on, little rain. 

It's your job, every now and again. 

Pitter on the windowpane. 

I will watch, and here I'll remain. 

Until the time,

When your work is done. 

Then I will leave

To play in the sun. 

"Bring Disco Back!" (Entry 451)

I have the flair. 

I have the knack. 

It's time to bring

Disco back!

Grab a partner. 

Move those muscles. 

Bop to the groove. 

Let's do the hustle!

Side-close-side. 

Point and hop. 

Give a twirl. 

Do the Bus Stop!

Take a step. 

Keep on smiling. 

Feel the beat.

Now you're free styling!

We have the flair. 

We have the knack. 

It's time to bring

Disco back!

"Ode to Woad on Dusty Road!" (Entry 439)

O, ode to woad on dusty road. 

Isatis tinctoria, I used to adore ya. 

Cabbage extracted, then powdered. Pathetic!

No more seeded, superseded by synthetic.

You flowering plant from family Brassicaceae.  

Yellow fellow, you made me blue. Alas, I dye!

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I entered the 'Vogon Poetry' competition set by http://www.hitchhikerslive.com/ alas I didn't win! Seeing as it was a competition for the worst poetry, I don't know whether not winning was a good thing or not! :-) I hope you like it anyway. 

"Colour Concert" (Entry 437)

Pigment cast. Chroma blush. 

Glow iridescent. Tinted wash. 

Luminous gloss. Painted bloom. 

Illuminate glaze. Embellish imbue.

Stains of colours. Hues ricochet.

Tone with words. Tinctures play.

"Happy and Safe" (Entry 431)

Bring me talk of happy times. 

Of love and dreams and goals. 

Offer me laughter like tinkling chimes. 

Be with me and stay in these roles. 

Let's behave like comical actors,

With lines full of wit and much charm. 

Hide from me all the negative factors. 

In here, we are safe, there's no harm. 

"The You-glued-Tube" (Entry 430)

Oh, the days I have spent watching You Tube clips

Going from one video to another then more. 

I clicked on to find out time management tips,

Three hours later, glued to wood whittling post-war!

"Makey Bakey Takey Cakey!" (Entry 425)

How long to bake?

How do you make?

For picnic tea - take. 

Eat by a lake, 

Once you're awake. 

(Note: Don't eat off a rake.

For your teeth and tongue's sake.)

In a quake, it will shake.

Don't hug hard, for it'll break.

Never heard it made of hake or steak,

For that is pie and a fake. 

(Google: Favourite food of a snake?)

Too much equals tummy ache. 

Cake! Cake! CAKE!

"Second Sigh" (Entry 422)

I sigh!

Sigh!

Sigh again. 

Oh, why? 

'Cause 

Seconds 

Slip away,

By and by. 

Without 

Purpose,

Due worth

Or fun. 

Gone

Forever,

Time's past,

It's done. 

"To Be or 2b" (Entry 419)

To be. 

To see. 

You are. 

Okay for tea?

Ate. Oh, gee!

2b

2c

Ur

Ok4T

8 OG

"Relationship on the Up" (Entry 417)

Pick up. 

Hook up. 

Slip up. 

Stand up.

Hiccup!

Ring up. 

Blow up. 

Break up. 

Hang up. 

Wake up!

Grown up.

Make up.

Loved up.