Writer. Educator. Artist.
write a parody
The Cat is not in the Hat
© asb
Why should the cat be in the hat
Questioned Dr. Sprat
Who happened to house twenty
Cats at home, that’s plenty
He stated, but not one of them
Has a serious, unwanted problem
So they aren’t sent into a corner
Like Jack ‘plum pudding’ Horner
Instead they roam around at will
Loving life, their own shoes to fill.
Happy Birthday
asb ©
tis a day to celebrate
twas born someone great
of you I am delighted to know
blow out candles, not the glow
carry the glow forever with you
until you reach the age of 102
or longer if you want .
Cat Came Back
arlene s bice ©
Long ago on the Isle of Wight
Black cat Jess, at 3 years height
Disappeared from a garden loop
Found/Comforted the Ryde House Group
Assisted living folks needed the cheer
known as Tibby, Jess gave it for 14 year
Slowing down, Starting to grey, no more zip
Off to the shelter he went, scanned for a chip
Returned to a surprised Ms Bateman
Who still loved/ missed and gave him
The cat came back home needing some care
Time didn’t fade love from his home’s pair.
the wind of springtime blows life
around like pieces of a puzzle
promising seeds a new zip code
(c) arlene s bice
I wake with Puerto Rico
on my mind
back when life was different
than it is today
it all comes to me
colors, scents, sights
I planned to retire there
instead my brother came to me.
(c) arlene s bice
A few steps can be a walk
A few walks can fill a block
A few blocks can fill a mile
A few miles can cross a town
A few towns can cross a state
A few states can cross a country
A country crossed is the ocean An ocean stepped into may drown.
April is here I think looking out the window
It is supposed to be raining
But really, day after day after day
Then again landscapers need to be back at work
And rainy days are great for writing. . .
16. skeltonic
There was a cat
who got so fat
and when he sat
his rump went flat
so he rolled over
into the clover
butterflies did hover
moved onto the rover.
17. the moon
The moon so big and bright
sometimes tho it is just a slice
then clouds come floating past
creating a dark, almost full mask
then passes on by to reveal to us
the moon hanging in the sky since dusk.
18. open the window
Let the breeze blow in
clear the dust, debrie,
and leftover whatevers
Write about a small habit you picked up from one of your parents.
In summer Mom closed –arlene s bice
open windows at 10 am
pulled heavy shades down
all the way to truly darken
later venetian blinds
needed drapes, also
to get the same darkening
I bought dark purple shears
to achieve the same
darkness
coolness
welcome on hot summer days.
write a poem that delves into the meaning of your last name
Bice- arlene s bice
Blue
I knew it meant blue
in the hands of Monet
on the palette of Renoir
color of the sea
the eyes of a loved one