Thoroughly Poetic Thursday #199

  Today is Poetic Thursday hosted by our pals Teddy and Angel Sammy at Two Spoiled Cats

As I entered the store,

 I noticed upon her back, she has a sack!

I blinked my eyes👀

What I saw must be in my head.

I gave it shake

looked again.

For Pete's sake, it was no mistake.

It was a goat,

I said to myself

whatever floats her boat!!

Thoroughly Poetic Thursday #198

 Today is Poetic Thursday hosted by our pals Teddy and Angel Sammy at Two Spoiled Cats

My first thought when I saw these ladies they care not what others think they just wanna have fun

Senior ladies of three,

have no inhibitions.

Their motto is 'let us be we are free'!

What others think matters not!!

We like dressing to the nines.

Pink boas and black mask are our chosen attire

Raise a glass to fun,

 Dr. Seuss wisely said:

Thoroughly Poetic Thursday #197

 

Today is Poetic Thursday hosted by our pals Teddy and Angel Sammy at Two Spoiled Cats

My version of poetry in motion.

Oh what a foolish fellow!!

 He must have lost a bet

If that horse misses the jump,

he will lose something much more 

valuable that no amount of money can buy.

Just sayin'!!!

Thoroughly Poetic Thursday #196

  Today is Poetic Thursday hosted by our pals Teddy and Angel Sammy at Two Spoiled Cats

It is said in spring 

A 'young' man's fancy turns to love

We don't know about their fancy

We do know their brains are water logged.

Thoroughly Poetic Thursday #195 in memory of my Parents

Today is Poetic Thursday hosted by our pals Teddy and Angel Sammy at Two Spoiled Cats

Today would have been my parent's 71st anniversary.  
My biological father died when I was 2 1/2 years old.

My mom and dad were married January 16, 1954, nine days  after my 5th birthday.

This is the story I was told about how they met.  
She worked at Montgomery Wards on weekends
(they always referred to it a Monkey Wards, no clue why)

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Each afternoon he watched as she walked to work.

They lived on the same street blocks apart. Never met

He had just returned from three years in the Army.

He loved how her pony tail bounced and swayed.

Her route took her was through a park.

One day he decided to followed her (I accused him of stalking her).

As she walked under a tree 

A bird had a pooping SPREE. 

It landed smack on her ponytail.

However, being the gentleman that he was

He never admitted that this spree gave him glee.

It was time to introduce himself, he told her what had happened

offered her his hankie...and the rest as they say was history

This is a photo of my parents at our daughter and son in law's wedding August 15, 1998

 

Thoroughly Poetic Thursday #194

 

 Today is Poetic Thursday hosted by our pals Teddy and Angel Sammy at Two Spoiled Cats

Last week Angel Sammy mentioned they had given us a ballet picture years ago...at that time I could not find the photo of Madi's favorite Sissy.

They did in 2018  Madi wrote the poem.  I repeat the poem today and this time I have the real photo.

 Tiny Dancer

by Madi(son) D Cat

When sissy was wee, around about three 

she told mom a tiny dancer I want to be.

She dreamed of tutu's and ballet shoes.

On her toes she wanted to stand. 

There were no classes for girls under four.

Within a few months Mom looked some more.

She found a dancing class with an open door.

Sissy's smile of glee brightened the room

As she danced and twirled and learned to "*plies and push the floor away"

*is heels touching and toes pointing out

She learned poise and posture life's lessons galore.

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Sis of Angel Madi 

Note Mom:

The teacher was just the best she had all kinds of phrases that helped the younger children learn steps...one I remember, 

"pliés and push the floor away"  

Marg Elmendorf OTRB