RECAP
I went not so far away,
But intended to laugh all day.
I did more than that
Like a loony bat
And here’s the instant replay:
We traveled to the Jersey pines
To hear the Devil’s whines.
Although I was never connected
My brain wasn’t adversely affected.
I sipped on lemon cocktails
Forgetting about my emails.
Watching the stars in the night
I didn’t think of either website.
I got two lip-locked kisses
From someone else’s missus;
Survived a thunderous flood
That created a pit full of mud;
Stayed a whole day extra
Was I happy? You betcha.
But now I’m behind,
So be patient, be kind
I will not rest, but I won’t lie,
It may be a day before I come by.
I suppose I, too, may never see
A poem lovely as a tree
But I have heard a sweeter sound
Than every branch on the way down.
It sounds to me that on this date
The wise and patient both will wait.
She has to rhyme
and eats no thyme
she drives me nuts
it’s a kick in the butt
her poems are back
and that’s no slack
she tells her tale
with no email
She had some fun
and that’s no pun
these dam old poems
just grate on my nerves
ROFLMAO
LOL at Thom’s comment! For someone who does not like poetry he did an amazing job!
But so did you Nessa!
To heck with the poetry. I want to hear more about this lady that kissed you!
Now that was a useful bit of poetry
That you left just for little me
So I will turn the porch light on
Really glad your no longer gone.
Sounds like it was an EVENTful weekend! Glad you got an extra day of it – and had a good time! Like Quilly… I’m a little curious about those lip-locked kisses… and wondering if their MIGHT have been some mud wrestling as well?
Now I know why the Pines are so mysterious…I am like Quilly and Melli curious 🙂
Interesting and informative. But will you write about this one more?
I’m
fine
without having to rhyme
I had to Google missus and just found out that it means someone else’s wife. Now I’m joining the curious ones here ;). Great recap to keep us busy guessing while you’re catching up on things. Miss you, Nessa. Have a great week 🙂
And I thought of all the bad luck and struggles we went through
How I lost me, and you lost you,
what are these voices outside love’s open door
make us throw out our contentment and beg for something more…
I’m glad you enJOYed your time away! I’ll see you when you decide to come out and play! LOL!
Sounds like the time you had was well worth the time away. Nice to have you back, though.
Wait a second….are you saying that you saw the New Jersey Devil???? Did it’s eyes glow a fiery red? Did it have wings? Do tell, my dear.
Your poem is only mildly splungeiferous, Madam, but keep working on it. Although you will never be any Amanda McKittrick Ros, you might achieve the lofty status of a Kizz Myass one noctoon.
I’m with Quilly! Who is this other’s wife?
I’m very sporadic too. Probably quitting blogging – the last post is up – but I’ll still visit from time to time.
I liked it. So much useful material. I read with great interest.
A wonderful day in verse! How delightful. Artistically talented AND organized enough to read so much…