Tuesday, July 30, 2013

The Mag 179


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Getting Carried Away
Get serious
They said
They must have been delirious
I might add
For when I try to wax poetic
The effort is often quite pathetic
Better stick to prose
I suppose
The prompt is
What it is
Ain’t much for
Poetic punctuations
Correct grammar
Notwithstanding
No rhyming
Without proper timing
Can be called a haiku
It just might do
Just like a Jackson Pollock
Is called fine art
Not by anyone in their right-mind
However
Sophistication
Is thankfully a fleeting sensation
Maybe even drug induced
Depending upon what can be deduced
Don’t have a cow
I’ll shut up now

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40 comments:

  1. Maybe that's what I need to keep my old car going! Hmmmm....

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  2. Thanks for stopping by, my dear Lee!!! It will all depend upon how many ornery boys (and maybe a few girls) with BB-guns and pellet rifles are around. Okay, I suppose one old bandy-legged coot with a goose gun could take all of the balloons out with one shot, but that just wouldn't be sporting!

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  3. Thanks for stopping by, my dear Laurie!!! In a good way? Alas, I was just told that if one has to ask, it can't be good.

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  4. Thanks for stopping by, my dear TWG!!! You are starting to really worry me.

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  5. Your poem is incredibly playful, love how you strung words and thoughts together ...

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  6. Thanks for stopping by, my dear Helen!!! I figured that many would want to string me up!

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  7. So when you read this do you sound like a rapper?

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  8. That would bring me back to earth with a thump, Jerry!

    I could meld in with the hang-gliders around the corner from where I live and sneak by that way, perhaps!

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  9. Sorry about the odd Jinksy link - blogger must have thrown a wobbly- but I'd like to know here it took you to? Was it my dashboard, or yours?

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  10. I enjoyed this as it was witty and it had an open mic feel. I could just hear the words rolling off the block.

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  11. Hahaha - what fun! I do appreciate when people don't take themselves too seriously.

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  12. Haha! the best I have read for that prompt. Sometimes people try just too hard, it's nice to have some humour

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  13. Thanks for stopping by, my dear Adullamite!!! Not exactly up to snuff with dear ol' Robbie--huh?

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  14. Thanks for stopping by, my dear Ann!!! Well, I was actually trying to aspire to the standard set by Henry Gibson on Rowan & Martin's Laugh In.

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  15. Thanks for stopping by again, my dear Lee!!! I usually look upon most extreme sports with disdain, but I think I could actually get into hang gliding! Of course, in comparison to skydiving from outer space, hang gliding is rather tame, but it would be extreme enough for me.

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  16. Thanks for stopping by, my dear Jinksy!!! Thank you also for getting back to me about the strange link. It took me to my own Blogger dashboard, which really freaked me out, and it is still doing it, which is still freaking me out! Where does it take you and others? Is there a way to take it down?

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  17. Thanks for stopping by, my dear Truedessa!!! After seeing what a mess Vanilla Ice made after he melted down, I don't think Arlynda will let me be a rapper, nor even a beatnik poet. Sign

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  18. Thanks for stopping by, my dear Other Mary!!! Yeah, I keep telling Arlynda that people are actually laughing with me--not at me!

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  19. Thanks for stopping by, my dear Himani!!! Yes, I can most definitely go with interesting, which is certainly better than awful--right? (LOL?)

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  20. Thanks for stopping by, my dear Jenny!!! Alas, there are times when the words just flow, and then there are the times when they leak out all over.

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  21. Just like Jackson Pollock..all in the eye of the beholder! My eye thinks this is just fine, like in clever and fun!!

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  22. Thanks for stopping by, my dear Lyn!!! I don't know whether to be delighted or disturbed by all of the positive responses to this mess. (LOL?)

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  23. Your words are themselves hallucinogens, Jerry ....thanks

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  24. I can hear the keys
    Going tappity tap tap
    I enjoyed your ease
    In creating a rappity rap wrap!

    and also leaving such kind words on my blog! Cheers!

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  25. Thanks for stopping by, my dear Kutamun!!! LOL!!!!!!!!

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  26. Thanks for stopping by, my dear Kathe!!! Now, if only I could get hippity-hoppin' down pat...

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  27. That was excellent! A funny and decent load of Pollocks, I may add!!☺♥☺

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  28. I enjoyed this poem -- it was as if I could hear it as I was reading -- it came equipped with a voice somehow. Fun. That's the best way I can think of to describe it. Anyway, nicely done!

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  29. Thanks for stopping by, my dear Helena!!! I am just not sophisticated enough to appreciate most post-modern art forms.

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  30. Thanks for stopping by, my dear Susan!!! As I was reading this to my wife, I was hearing a voice, too. It was her exclaiming, "That is really stupid!" To be quite honest about it, I hear that a lot. Sigh.

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  31. I like this, I really liked this! I might even have a cow or two...you did a marvelous job... !

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  32. Thanks for stopping by, my dear Karen!!! But what about your loving husband and your darling kids?

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  33. This was a fun way to respond to a really appealing prompt.

    =)

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  34. Thanks for stopping by, my dear Sue!!! I suppose. (LOL?)

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  35. Thanks for stopping by, my dear Tess!!! I hope all is well with you and yours.

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