Rhyming for Fun sans Sun

I love to write, I love to rhyme,
I love to do it all the time!
I love to sit and think of words
that sound the same, like "Thirds" and "Birds".
But most the time, and no offense,
I like to make my rhymes make sense...
Except for evenings like tonight
when I'm too tired to function right.
Then all my rhymes will simply be
a waste of time, as you can see!
But hey, if you have read this much,
then I must have the rhyming touch!
This is so bad, so bad I think:
my pen is running out of ink.
I won't be able now to write,
but that's alright, for it is night,
and I shall go and rest my head
upon my stinkin-linkin bed.
And if you think this note is not
worth reading, then forget that thought,
for here is something you have gained:
this note has kept you entertained!
At least, I really hope it has...
If not, go listen to some jazz!
-By Gideon

Hot Feet

My shoes on fire you know,

I guess I’ll have to go,

And put it out and wear my grin.

Oh what a mess I’m in!

Of the burning stench of rubber I do tire,

I guess I should have kept my foot out of the fire.

-To a certain mother who told me to keep my feet away from the propane heater.

-By Joshua

A Lament for my Green Beans

I sowed you with my own two hands
With dreams of how you’d grow
I planted you in fertile sands
But how was I to know
That when at last you’d had your chance
To sprout and live as healthy plants
You’d whither with the circumstance
And yield an empty row

I gave you everything you needed
Water, earth, and sun
But all my efforts went unheeded
Every single one
I hoed you, tilled you, kept you weeded
Watched and prayed and hoped and pleaded
But you gave up and quit, defeated
Withered, wasted, done

You left me kneeling, all alone
In shock and disbelief
You died away, unseen, unknown
No root, no stalk, no leaf
I never thought you’d be outgrown
But when I left you on your own
You perished under dirt and stone
Replacing hope with grief

Now all those dreams are crushed and gone
My joys and laughs so few
But time has passed, I’m moving on
I’ll sow and plant anew
I’ll see a perfect harvest yet
But never, in my heart, forget
The tragic loss and deep regret,
The memory of you

-Dedicated to the lost green beans of May, 2010-

-By Gideon

Out of Reach

Walking behind your shadow is tiring, my shadow has nothing to do.
No friends to play with and nothing new.
Would you let me just catch up with you?
Maybe our shadows will meet,
hug and shake hands, and maybe even a kiss that is sweet.
Maybe they could play together, and roll around in the grass,
run side by side as the long summers pass.
But no, your shadow is to long for me, walks to fast, I can't keep up.
My heart is too heavy, and just an empty cup.
And all that you said, was it all just fluff?
Just leave me behind, I'm lost in my stuff.
-By Joshua

Once Upon A Floor

Once upon a time, (I know you've heard that before!)
There lived a man who lived inside a house without a floor!
All he could walk on was dirt and debris,
even when he would sweep it so diligently.
Each day, when he woke, he would sweep with a broom.
He would mop with a mop, and would also vacuum!
But after trying in vain to keep his socks clean,
He had a bright thought, while eating a bean.
"If I dump a whole bunch of beans on the ground,
There'll be no more dirt or debris to be found!"
So, he dumped out the beans by the pint and the quart,
But they were so very hard that it gave him a wart.
He tried walking across his new bean covered floor,
But he couldn't stand straight, and it made his feet sore.
So, with feet sore and warted, he sat down and sighed,
he sniffled, and snuffled, and he nearly cried.
Then he started thinking like never before,
New thoughts of a way to get dirt off the floor.
Then suddenly, a brilliant thought ran through his mind,
perhaps he'd find boards made of pine and such kind,
And perhaps he could place those boards over the dirt
So his poor warted feet, when he walked, wouldn't hurt!
So, he ran for his shoes, and his coat by the door,
then he went out to find some boards for his floor.
He sawed down nine trees which he cut into lumber,
Then ate lunch, which was hash-browns and pickled cucumber.
After he finished, he felt better indeed,
so he loaded up all of the boards he would need.
He went home, got a hammer, and nails, and glue,
Then set right off to work to see what he could do.
In no time flat he had finished that floor,
And it shined and it sparkled like never before.
He stood back and viewed it from side to side,
And the work of his hands filled his heart with great pride.
He knew that he now would never have to
dirty his socks again, and so he sighed,"Phew!"
And never again did his feet become sore
When he walked in his house, for he now had a floor!

-By Gideon and Connie

The Great Dodge Lodge

There is a planet far away past the nearest star.
If you could see it you would find, it has a great big scar.
The giant scar, is not in fact a scar....it is a canyon!
And it is used for all the giant shuttle ships to land in.
So if you fly and zoom through space,
make sure you stop and visit this place.
In this valley, there is a lodge.
It is owned by a lodgeowner named Mr. Dodge.
He's a very nice fellow, so nice and clever,
his lodge can be very different however.
To this Planet-Scar Canyon Dodge Lodge I once went,
And it turned out to be quite a different event!
It’s not like any other lodge that you’ve seen
All of the walls there are painted lime green.
All the furniture there is not what it would seem,
And the roof is held up by one half-rotten beam!
The beam you see, had come from our earth,
and it had to be towed there because of it's girth.
On it's journey through space, it got stuck at one spot,
And remained there for weeks! (Which explains all the rot.)
But, besides the beam, and the walls of lime green,
The thing that they served there was a giant string bean.
They are served with a side of spaghetti dyed yellow,
And a microwaved, caramel dipped, chocolate marshmallow.
Now this I admit, was quite a good treat,
and mostly, I think, because it was sweet!
Another remarkable fact of this lodge
Is that every last room has a six-car garage!
And they also each boast a whirling, Snoozy Jacuzzi,
which I tried to try out, but it made me feel woozy.
On the first floor, I think, there's a large water slide
That's one-hundred feet tall and six-hundred feet wide!
And of the whole lodge, that is my favorite part,
it gives such a rush, that it nearly stops your heart.
At the gift shop, you can buy things like belts with big buckles,
And glasses, and candy, and gold honeysuckles!
So, despite all the downsides, there's more on the upside
And I think that is why you should try out this nice place to hide.
Yes, come to Dodge Lodge if you're ever in space,
But you might want to wear camouflage just in case!
-By Gideon and Connie

Year of the Bug

Lady bugs bite you know,
and how do I know?
Why, I was bit just a moment ago.
The lady bug quite slyly walked off the edge of her leaf,
then on to my finger and sunk in her teeth.
I knew then, but still in disbelief,
that below all her pretty colors, lies a cruel thief.
Such treachery I never suspected,
such vile beguile I never would have detected,
such an evil impostor, beyond all belief,
dwells on the underside of a leaf.
So little children, beware as you crawl into bed and fall fast asleep,
the lady bug waits for you on the edge of her leaf, watching you sleep.
-By Joshua