Twas the Night Before Christmas 2012

Twas the night before Christmas
The most low-key in years
No van living, no cruising,
no circus, no gears

It's just me and my sweetie
with no big to do
We quietly watch Jeopardy!
While petting tussie-roo

There's comfort in the quiet
No stress and no hurry
Instead of ham or a turkey
We nibble veggie curry

Our holiday duties
with her kin then mine
Were nice but now finished
Which suits us just fine

Her folks' house was bustling
Full of wonderful smells
With my fam we gathered
In our sweaters with bells

But now is the time
For our traditions to grow
Whether they involve presents
Or a t.v. game show

But all that will happen
For it takes many a year
For now I'm content
with my brand of holiday cheer

So we shuffle off to bed
Just like any old night
Feeling blessed and lucky
And that everything's right

So with that I will end
This holiday rendition
And wish you Happy Christmas
As is our tradition.
Monday December 24 2012File under: holidays, poetry

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Roses are Red 2012

@};- this is a rose
and (=^;^=) this is a cat
<3 can mean love
if you're nerdy like that
Five years of roses
shared here by ya'll
Let's make it 6
So don't drop the ball
Rose is my aunt
My uncle's named Steve
Maybe they've got a poem
Stored up their sleeve
What if our blood
was green and not red?
For Valentine's day
Would we give salad instead?
Ses*, order red roses!
To please Esael Pot*
about palendromic potery
Easy it's not
Our county's funds
Are deep in the red
So let's all move north
To Canada instead
To get your mind ready
To write your awesome rhymes
Have a look back
At the previous times ('11, '10, '11, '09, '08, '07) 
                               _   _
With underscores and slashes  (  v  )
rather than roses or a dove    \   /
We nerds use ASCII art          \ /
To express our love              V


You all know the drill. Leave a poem (or two) in the comments below. Rules are as always: follow the Roses are Red rhyme scheme/stress pattern and use either "red" or "rose" in each poem. Feel free to post as anonymously and as often as you like.
Sunday February 12 2012File under: poetry

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Twas the Night Before Christmas 2011

Disclaimer: I would say that this poem is inspired by true events rather than an actual true story. I've been spending lots of nights in a Toyota van* of late and it's been totally awesome. But the truth is, this actual night before Christmas, I'm in a bed. But the sentiment stands.

Twas the night before Christmas with just us in the van
Parked any old place just cause we can
Last night at the Cirque Lab before that the quarry
When living in a van you can write your own story
The world is your oyster with your bed close at hand
The space's a bit cramped but the view is quite grand.
Now back to the present this O Holy Night
We're parked on a street that's lit up so bright
The blue lights in bushes and white lights that twinkle
Unfortunate inflatables that make my nose wrinkle
So we draw the curtains and settled in to our nest
To make good on the proverbial "long winter's rest"
The rain hits the roof just loud enough to hear
So I close my eyes and imagine reindeer
Dasher and Dancer and Blitzen, the whole posse
With Santa yelling "onward" and being quite bossy
I don't think he'll find us but I'm not going to gripe
Plus he'd have a fat chance of fitting through the tail pipe
But I've got all I want as I scribble these words
I've got health, I've got freedom, I've got Angry Birds
My family's amazing, I've got many a friend
To count all my blessing would go on without end
So as I drift off to nodland, a smile's on my face
Of anywhere I could be, this is the place.
Matt Foley's* wrong in his motivational speech
Van living's awesome, all you need's within reach
So I reach out my arms and she snuggles in tight
I whisper Happy Christmas to all and to all a good night

Saturday December 24 2011File under: holidays, poetry

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Roses Are Red 2011


Roses do pale
Compared to your beauty
Your angelic face
And your smoking booty

Roses are red
I give them to you
As the smallest gesture
That my love is true

Roses are red
Tomatoes are redder
I like my pizza
Covered in cheddar

@};-s are :-)
And signify <3
Emoticons make me LOL
At least sort of

Giving her roses
Might get you humped
But not giving them
Could get you dumped

I gave her my heart
Along with a rose
Then how come I'm not
The one that she chose

It's that time of year again, time for the 5th annual Roses are Red showcase! For you longtime readers, you know the drill. For the first-timers, here are the guidelines:
     1) Poems must basically follow the standard Roses are red rhyme/stress scheme
     2) Your poem must include either "red"" or "roses"
     3) Anonymous posting is totally acceptable
     4) Submit as many poems as you like and be as creative as you like

For inspiration (or to have a good laugh), check out previous years' submissions: 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010.

(Oh, and I fixed the line break problem, so <br /> after lines is not necessary)
Sunday February 13 2011File under: poetry

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Roses Are Red 2010

It's been a whole year now
I've got Rose poem withdrawl
So write up some good ones
At which I can guffaw		Roses are red
Violets are blue
I just wrote a poem
And so should you!

I won't get no roses
But that ain't so bad
'Cause I've got the internet
Oh wait, that is so sad
Roses are pricey
What's a guy to do?
Try your hand at
Writing a poem or two


It's that time of year again: time for the annual Rose are Red poetry slam here on BdW. This is a chance to let your poetic juices flow! The rules are easy: the poem must follow the standard ABCB "Roses are red" rhyme/stress pattern and it must make reference to either "red" or "roses"*. Topics can be anything you want – it doesn't have to be Valentine's Day related. Feel free to submit under pseudonyms or anonymously, and as often as you like.

For inspiration (or at least a couple of good laughs), take a look at previous years' showings: 2007, 2008, and 2009.
Friday February 12 2010File under: poetry

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Twas the Night Before Christmas 2009

Twas the night before Christmas as we pedaled along
The wind and the rain were frightfully strong
The wind was no problem for it was blowing due east
It help us to cruise at 18 mph at least
The rain however was not quite as nice
Despite the warm weather the drops felt like ice
The trip to this point has been almost a breeze
We earn every mile but stop when we please
We take in the sights for to me it's all new
I walk on the beaches and take in the views
But now the sky grows darker and threatened still more
We see an oasis just down the shore
The casinos of Biloxi with their neon light
Might be our savior on this dreary night
We duck in the first one for a big bite to eat
Those epic buffets are a real treat
It's still raining so I try my luck
At the gaming tables, I win 15 bucks
So now stuffed to the gills with shrimp and ice cream
Our thoughts turn to sleeping for our sugar plum dreams
We could sleep in a field or a barn brought to ruin
But tonight is not last night so a hotel we'll be pursuing
In the lobby of the Hard Rock we work internet and phone
To find some cheap beds before we're soaked to the bone
Now as all my clothes hang o'er the sink just to dry
My thoughts turn from practical to friends far and nigh
For tonight is a night that goes beyond chimneys and toys
It's more about sharing life's little joys
So I offer this wish to my friends near and dear
Have a merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
Thursday December 24 2009File under: holidays, poetry

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Ode to Beach Trash


Ode to Beach Trash
Why, beach trash, why
Is all I can say
My time at the beach
Has been ruined today

In this idyllic place
With so few people around
Your bottles and packaging
Seem to cover the ground

Floats, ropes, and buoys
Cans, bulbs, and crates
Lighters, balls, and pens
Flip flops without mates

If I block out this feeling
Deep in my sould
There is much intrigue
That your treasures hold

"Hey this might be useful"
Or "Wow, look at that"
"I didn't know it til now
but I need a hard hat"

But that feeling creeps back
One of sickness and gloom
Each time at the beach
It seems to linger and loom

But you're not to blame
You're the victim here
It's us humans that did this
That fact is quite clear

We use and consume
At a furious pace
Sometimes forgetting
To put trash in its place

Still if we do
Put trash in the can
It could end up here
Atop your fine sand

'Cause stryofoam and plastic
Don't ever die
We often forget that
When we choose what to buy

Though it may not be pretty
I take your image to heart
And share with my friends
So we can all do our part

Why, beach trash, why
Have we caused you to be
But give us a chance
We'll change, wait and see

Thursday March 12 2009File under: Japan, poetry

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3rd Annual Roses are Red Poetry Slam

Red roses and candy
Is what she really wants
Instead of this poem
Written in funny fonts

I'm posting this a little earlier than usual in hopes that it gives everyone a chance to get their entries in for the 3rd annual BdW Roses are Red Poetry Slam*. As always, your poem must:
    * be 4 lines long
    * follow the standard ABCB "Roses are red" rhyme/stress pattern
    * make reference to either "red" or "roses"
For inspiration (or glorious, glorious diversion) check out entries from year 1 and year 2.

Submit your entries via the comments portion of this post. Feel free to use a pseudonym if you'd rather not have people know it was your poem. Feel free to submit more than once. Feel free to cover any topic and be as creative as you like, as long as you follow the rules*.

Now let the poems roll!
Monday February 9 2009File under: poetry, holidays

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Twas the Night Before Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the bay
All the cruisers were snoozin' for it'd been a long day
Up with the sun for coffee and the Net
Gossip, news, and weather more fun you'll not get
Breakfast in the cockpit is fruit and fresh bread
We chat and we laugh til the sun's overhead
Next we load up the dinghy and head to the dock
To get Maggie to her flight, we keep an eye on the clock
She makes her flight and soars o'er the sea
And now just like that, our four becomes three
But no time to dawdle there's more work and more play
Then over the radio hails a boat 'cross the way
"Can we borrow some milk to make up our pie?"
So I swim it over, hey what a guy
Along with the milk, we send a bone for their dog
As I paddle I chuckle, This'll go great on the blog.
Next on the list of our social to-dos
A picnic and dinghy drift, bring whatever food you choose.
The dinghies all convene and tie off together
Luckily for us it remains such fine weather
Now back to the Starshine to settle in for the night
Sure it's only 6:30, but we're losing light
Sea cruising people are quite social it's true
But its safe to say they'll be in bed before you.
So now all is quiet, we do our own things
Steve's on the computer checking on the Vikings
Hope reads her book, the third one since noon
Luckily there'll be a book exchange soon
Me, I just sit here and soak it all in
Reflecting on what a great day it's been
And I think of my friends wherever they be
Wishing them the same happiness and wonder as me
So now this is posted I'll sign off just right
Happy Christmas to all and to all a good night.
Wednesday December 24 2008File under: poetry, holidays

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Ode to Seattle Bus Tunnel

Buried beneath the bustling streets
With your single focused mind
Your people need no longer worry
About delays, weather, taxi interference

Where were you when I rode daily
This vast city's bus system
That sometimes feels so tacked on
Almost as an afterthought

You bring modernity to us
To this already modern city
And you promise us more modernity still
When light rail graces your sterile halls
Wednesday May 21 2008File under: transportation, poetry

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