The Turning February 16, 2021 / johnlmalone once you used to pander me now you slew & slander me poor poor panda me no more goose & gander we Share this:TwitterFacebookLike Loading... Related
I really like this one. Short, succint. And rhymes…….I think I had another frisson John LikeLiked by 3 people
just to attend to my blog duties , Don, then breakfast, and I suppose the day begins 🙂 LikeLiked by 1 person
I can’t be sure, Don: I don’t know how often they consummate their love, out in the garden 🙂 LikeLiked by 1 person
No, I guess being stone they don’t make any noise….if you see them fallen over this might give a clue LikeLike
🙂 your ruminations have inspired a poem, Don: I’m working on it now — but prepare yourself: it’s a little naughty 🙂 LikeLike
No more tootsie and footsie 😉 I love the pander and panda because I feel like I can hear your voice. LikeLiked by 2 people
thanks; my happiest poems, even when they’re sad and bitter, are those where I give my voice full rein; I believe that’s what readers want to ‘hear’: the writer’s voice, the unique, endearing way they use language 🙂 whew, did I say all that? 🙂 LikeLiked by 2 people
Some very clever word play going on here John. I loved it. Comedy and pathos rolled into one. Can’t whack it! LikeLike
Shame my children have all grown up, I had a great time to entertain them with rhymes like that! LikeLike
I really like this one. Short, succint. And rhymes…….I think I had another frisson John
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thanks, Don; I love that comment 🙂
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That poem style is very much ‘me’. I really relate to it….you’re up early too
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just to attend to my blog duties , Don, then breakfast, and I suppose the day begins 🙂
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Are the stone lovers in a sexual embrace? Just asking…..
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I can’t be sure, Don: I don’t know how often they consummate their love, out in the garden 🙂
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No, I guess being stone they don’t make any noise….if you see them fallen over this might give a clue
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🙂 your ruminations have inspired a poem, Don: I’m working on it now — but prepare yourself: it’s a little naughty 🙂
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Remember our kiddie viewers…..
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No more tootsie and footsie 😉 I love the pander and panda because I feel like I can hear your voice.
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thanks; my happiest poems, even when they’re sad and bitter, are those where I give my voice full rein; I believe that’s what readers want to ‘hear’: the writer’s voice, the unique, endearing way they use language 🙂 whew, did I say all that? 🙂
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no longer a glad-hander, me.
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HaHa; wrote it some time ago, Beth; I’m in a better place now 🙂
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It’s like a shell – so perfectly formed.
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thanks; it was too good a comment to lose 🙂
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🙂
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Some very clever word play going on here John. I loved it. Comedy and pathos rolled into one. Can’t whack it!
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thanks Hobbo: I like your description 🙂
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Shame my children have all grown up, I had a great time to entertain them with rhymes like that!
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I know; rhymes love kids 🙂
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