Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

SARCASTIC RETURN
By Steve Plonk

A return to the days of yesteryear,
Where turgid poetry abounded,
From a-far & near,
Trying to make it very clear,
That we have from our homes
Embark & only return until
Way after the dark,
For it is firecracker display time,
Down in our sunny temperate clime...
Feeling so fly, this month of July...
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In order to know what is it,
We must find a display to visit,
Like "Big Daddy's" or "Black Cat's",l
Where they sell firecrackers in
Huge barrel vats...
Find the crackers we need to stop,
Look carefully inside the store, not to drop...
We want no spontaneous "sand cracker" pop!

"Vaulting out of the Vault"
By Steve Plonk

To my readers everywhere
Who to this poem pull up a chair,
Who read me mostly on air,
I write for "the eternal you",
Yes all of you whom I can't see
I try to reach those who
Never write to me,

I hope that a few nuances
Will stick like downy feathers
To help you through the stormy weather
That rolls through our lives,
From time to time,
Whether we are in the tropics
Or in a temperate clime,
Let me help you to pass the time,

To be your muse or amuse,
To be the poems you choose,
To lighten up your day,
That is why I sent these
Poems your way...

"When life's troubles hand us a lemon,
We are making some cool lemonade"
Into the cool lake waters of the mind
We shall to attempt to wade...
To change life's rude,
To a wonderful mood...

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Please see a duplicate/reprise of this thread
in my "Life in the Horse Lane" Column,
in the Columns forum.