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Posted by MFish Profile 09/21/21 at 11:05PM Humor See more by MFish

One,
is a number,
also a sound,
which ends with
the final countdown.

Two,
also a number
of one plus one,
which totals two
when you are done.

Three,
also a number,
important to me.
The month
of your birth,
in our history.

Four,
a number,
broad in scope,
remember now,
don't be a dope.

Five ,
is a number.
Cinco to you.
A fifth
when a quart
won't do.

Six,
a number
of a five and a one.
A half a dozen,
isn't this fun?

Seven,
a number,
total days in
a week.
A lucky number
is what we want.

Eight,
a number,
a doubling of four,
eighter from Decatur,
I'll say no more.

Nine,
also a number,
which will shine,
an upside down
six, most of the time.

Ten,
is a number,
the top
of the chain.
An end
to this
writing.
Say you're
a Ten,
then walk away.

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MFish • 09/22/2021 at 05:45AM • Like Profile

Thank you. A 10, a friend, is what you are.

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MFish • 09/22/2021 at 05:47AM • Like Profile

Thank you. I owe it to you for providing this format to all.

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Give Me

Posted by MFish Profile 09/19/21 at 08:38PM Humor See more by MFish

Give me a number
which is in your head,
and I will write
somethng different, instead
of the usual stuff.
It may be smooth but
it also may be rough.
Something new for me
if you will play,
this foolish game with me.

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MFish • 09/21/2021 at 03:56PM • Like Profile

I wrote one last night, from 1 to 10. I'll publish it later, for you.

Without The Wind

Posted by MFish Profile 09/10/21 at 11:40PM Humor See more by MFish

Without the wind,
to hold me in place,
I wouldn't have fallen,
flat on my face.
My face may have
liked it's new version,
performed by cements
original dermabrasion.
What say you,
who saw me stumble
into a new dance,
while ripping the knees
of my brand new pants?

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Loy • 09/11/2021 at 09:40AM • Like 1 Profile

Hoping this is not true…

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MFish • 09/11/2021 at 01:46PM • Like Profile

Poetic license although I did do a fancy two step with a partial pirouette when I tripped over a hose.

Brown is the color
of my true love's eyes.
Eyes, which follow
my every move,
with a sadness or looking away,
when I am gone.
I know not what to say.
Returning home, I'm greeted with love,
a licking of my hand.
My hand gives a head rub.
You are so handsome, I say to he,
for you are my friend,
in this life of uncertainty.

My mama told me, way more than a few times: Go to College. The first time she told me that was after a buddy and myself made a deal with our neighbor to pull two of his stumps, I think for $10 a stump. Not being professional stump pullers – actually these were our first stump jobs – we had no idea how long it might take to dig around an old maple tree, whack off its roots with axes and hatchets, put a come-a-long on the thing and haul it out. Like pulling a giant tooth, how hard could it be?

Two days later, blisters on both our hands, we finally disgorged the monster stump. Nothing to it! Course, we had the other one to do and now we knew – and dreaded – the work ahead of us. But a contract was a contract, a handshake a handshake, even for us 15 year olds. So much for our summer vacation. Our neighbor gave us each 10 bucks and no tip, no bonus, no thank you. Four days of hard labor. My mother, on the other hand, had a tip waiting for me at home.

“What do you think you made an hour?” she wanted to know. “Not much,” I said, pretty bummed and very tired. I figured a quarter an hour. And yeah, don’t say it, I know a quarter was worth more in 1965.

My mom asked if I had any idea how much my father made an hour. Actually, I didn’t, not a clue, but I hazarded ‘fifty cents?” Mom, well, let’s just say she didn’t have the greatest sense of humor, especially not wise-ass son humor, so she cut right to her Lesson of the Day, told me he made 50 times what I just made, all because – and here was the crux – He Went to College.

Now, I didn’t tell her I’d eventually have my own stump removal company, hire a hundred kids to pull them, franchise the whole she-bang and become a millionaire when the stock went public. I just put my head down and said. “I got it Mom.” I did go to college but ended up working stump pulling wages at various dead end jobs before becoming a starving artist.

Today I was at an oral surgeon seeing about yanking a tooth too far gone for a root canal and crown. My doc came in, said hello, snapped on some blue exam gloves, looked in my pie hole and said make an appointment at the desk for an extraction while you’re paying for this exam. At most, 5 minutes. The bill came to $100. If you’re as expert at math as me, a college graduate, that comes to $1200 an hour.

So okay, Mom, happy now??

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Words Peculiar

Posted by MFish Profile 09/02/21 at 10:27PM Humor See more by MFish

Words are peculiar.
Words which are spoken
your mind hears every day.
Words which are written,
may be corrected, if some
are in error or sound dumb.
An erasure of pencil
or where out of ink,
or deleted entirely,
faster than you can blink.
So choose wisely your words,
to avoid all embarrassment,
if your word choice is absurd.

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Loy • 09/03/2021 at 12:51AM • Like 1 Profile

So much truth in your poetry tonight, very good

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MFish • 09/03/2021 at 07:23AM • Like Profile

Thank you very much, Loy. I do appreciate your comments. :)

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