Halloween* Humbug

I’m not one of those who digs Halloween* night,
When the zombies and vampires and mummies will call.
Their grease-painted faces don’t give me a fright;
I’m not one of those who digs Halloween night.
With their “TRICK OR TREAT!” chorus beneath the porch-light,
And their grasping for sweets as they throng in the hall,
I’m not one of those who digs Halloween night,
So I’m shutting up shop and I’m going to the mall!

Kat Mortensen©2010

*I have long since given up putting the apostrophe in “Hallowe’en”; nobody seems to care anymore.

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Man’s Best Friend

Lindsay, faithful friend and companion, remembers her master, Barry, and remains to  carry on in his stead with my poet-friend, and fellow-Ontarian, Linda Fraser.
Please visit this link to find a memorial to her husband, the wonderful, articulate, funny and charming, Barry Fraser who was well-loved by all who knew him online and off. The link will lead you to a poem that was penned on the occasion of one of his triumphs. Click on the bell image to go to his memorable blog.

Two Poems For the Real Easter





Triduum Triolets

Triduum Triolet I (2009)

When the season’s over I’ll be glad;

Though He died, for me, it’s you who’s dead.

These three days I know I should be sad—

When the season’s over I’ll be glad.

If I hear that hymn I’ll feel so bad;

Your voice, the one that sings, “O ‘Sacred Head”

When the season’s over I’ll be glad;

Though He died, for me, it’s you who’s dead.

Triduum Triolet II (2012)

When the season comes, I shall rejoice

Now I am to sing, and years have flown.

To Passion and  to Victory, I’ll give voice—

When the season comes, I shall rejoice.

I will sing that hymn again, by choice;

Though the one, your voice will ever own.

When the season comes, I shall rejoice;

Now I am to sing, and years have flown.

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Footy Poem #2

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Cheesed Off! (A triolet)

The vuvus sounded like some distant bands;

As the cheesy teams kept probing for a hole.

Wasn’t long before the crowd was waving hands

(Wondering if it was all worth the SA rands);

To combat the ho-hum feeling in the stands.

And then Agger bagged for Poulsen, his own goal.

The vuvus sounded like some distant bands;

As the cheesy teams kept probing for a hole.

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Theme Thursday: “bell” (A Triolet for Barry)

Click on the bell to go to Barry’s website.

 

Bell Triolet  (For Barry)

I haven’t got a proper bell to ring;
A candle-snuffer’s going to do the trick.
If I had one, at 2:00 the bell would sing;
I haven’t got a proper bell to ring.
I’ll use the silver handle for the thing;
It makes a lovely sound, with just a tick.
I haven’t got a proper bell to ring;
A candle-snuffer’s going to do the trick.
 
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Please ring a bell at 2:00 EST this afternoon for my good friend, Barry of An Explorer’s View of Life blog, who is completing his chemotherapy treatment at Princess Margaret Hospital in Toronto today.  It is a momentous occasion and many of us are joining in to celebrate this tremendous accomplishment.
WELL DONE BARRY!!! We love you!