Feast of Poetry! Late desserts
Two more poems from my last feast of poetry prompt below!
For anher
Something always goes wrong on the first day of school.
The rest of the year is fine, as a rule,
but something goes wrong on that first day of school.
But it has to happen, or the year is cursed.
If all goes well, then that's the worst-
It may be something large and hairy,
It may be something small and scary,
It always happens, so be wary.
Something must go wrong, so here I am
With a match in the kitchen, and grease in the pan.
For wyld_dandelyon
The Chocolate Chip Country
Oh won't you come with me
To the chocolate chip country?
There the marshmallow fluff birds fly
Across a hardcrack sky.
The children chase the gumdrop lights
of lightning bugs on summer nights,
And cinnamon dusts the butterfly wings
That're caught in nets of licorice strings.
Oh won't you come with me
To the chocolate chip country?
There the candyfloss flowers grow
Planted in smiles and bows.
Where every bend of a rainbow will
Yield seven flavors when distilled,
And sugar swans swim around and round
Where the taffy top cattails are found.
Oh won't you come with me
To the chocolate chip country?
There the caramel kitty-cats yawn
Snoozing in spearmint lawn.
Chocolate Chip Country turned out to be a song, so I'm making an offer. If all of you can get ten people to come read and comment who haven't commented before, I will hunt down some recording software and sing it for you. They don't have to comment on this post- I have comment notification on, so they might prefer other poetry posts or my world-building musings.
For anher
Something always goes wrong on the first day of school.
The rest of the year is fine, as a rule,
but something goes wrong on that first day of school.
But it has to happen, or the year is cursed.
If all goes well, then that's the worst-
It may be something large and hairy,
It may be something small and scary,
It always happens, so be wary.
Something must go wrong, so here I am
With a match in the kitchen, and grease in the pan.
For wyld_dandelyon
The Chocolate Chip Country
Oh won't you come with me
To the chocolate chip country?
There the marshmallow fluff birds fly
Across a hardcrack sky.
The children chase the gumdrop lights
of lightning bugs on summer nights,
And cinnamon dusts the butterfly wings
That're caught in nets of licorice strings.
Oh won't you come with me
To the chocolate chip country?
There the candyfloss flowers grow
Planted in smiles and bows.
Where every bend of a rainbow will
Yield seven flavors when distilled,
And sugar swans swim around and round
Where the taffy top cattails are found.
Oh won't you come with me
To the chocolate chip country?
There the caramel kitty-cats yawn
Snoozing in spearmint lawn.
Chocolate Chip Country turned out to be a song, so I'm making an offer. If all of you can get ten people to come read and comment who haven't commented before, I will hunt down some recording software and sing it for you. They don't have to comment on this post- I have comment notification on, so they might prefer other poetry posts or my world-building musings.