Photo: Laura Salas
Wake up your poetry brains with 15 Words or Less (guidelines here)!
When Randy and I went up to the North Shore (of Lake Superior, in Minnesota) last month, this is one of the oversized side-of-the-road things we saw. There was also a Voyageur whose odd wardrobe and color choices made it look like he wasn’t wearing pants, so this rooster seemed the safest best!?Here are?3 things this photo makes me think of:
1)??a giant hen that lays cars instead of eggs
2)??weird landmarks we use when giving directions
3)? having a watch-chicken instead of a watchdog
And here’s my (bizarre) first draft.
In March, I Lay SUVs
white and sleek
with heated seats
to keep you warm
while winter storms
–Laura Purdie Salas, all rights reserved
Now it’s your turn! Have fun and stick to 15 WORDS OR LESS!??(Title doesn’t count toward word count:>)?
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Note: I am visiting my mom, who is in her second week of chemotherapy for the ovarian cancer that’s returned (after 7 years in remission). I won’t have my laptop with me and won’t be able to reply to poems this week. But I hope you have fun with the giant rooster nonetheless:>)
110 Responses
DIRECTIONS BY LANDMARKS
Left at the rooster
Right at the hen
Straight past the chicks
KFC — dead end 🙁
That would be a cool landmark to have!
Hahahaha! Love it, Amelia!
Great “directions” poem.
Funny.
ha! Amelia, that’s a good one!
Terrific directions, and fun twist at the end!
There is a big chicken in Marietta, GA used for directions. Your poem brought it to mind.
This is definitely how we give directions in the South.
DIRECTIONS BY LANDMARKS
Left at the rooster
Right at the hen
Straight past the chicks
KFC — dead end 🙁
That would be a cool landmark to have!
Hahahaha! Love it, Amelia!
Great “directions” poem.
Funny.
ha! Amelia, that’s a good one!
Terrific directions, and fun twist at the end!
There is a big chicken in Marietta, GA used for directions. Your poem brought it to mind.
This is definitely how we give directions in the South.
Cock-a-doodle-doo!
What are you waking to?
Snow so deep-
Go back to sleep!
Cock-a-doodle-do!
Laura, sorry to hear about your mother. My neighbor is also fighting a return of that cancer. I will lift them both in my prayers.
Very fun–and nice rhymes!
I love your rhythm and rhyme on this.
Nice job.
Cindyb, Oh, that I could go to sleep until it’s spring here in the northland. Thanks for the poem. So sorry to hear about your mother and Laura’s. Prayers for both.
Fun rhyme–this has “no school day” written all over it!
Nice rhythm and rhyme. “Snow so deep — go back to sleep!” — love it!
Love this! So fun.
Great rhythm and rhyme. I could sing it loudly.
Cock-a-doodle-doo!
What are you waking to?
Snow so deep-
Go back to sleep!
Cock-a-doodle-do!
Laura, sorry to hear about your mother. My neighbor is also fighting a return of that cancer. I will lift them both in my prayers.
Very fun–and nice rhymes!
I love your rhythm and rhyme on this.
Nice job.
Cindyb, Oh, that I could go to sleep until it’s spring here in the northland. Thanks for the poem. So sorry to hear about your mother and Laura’s. Prayers for both.
Fun rhyme–this has “no school day” written all over it!
Nice rhythm and rhyme. “Snow so deep — go back to sleep!” — love it!
Love this! So fun.
Great rhythm and rhyme. I could sing it loudly.
Take care, Laura–and Laura’s mom.
Morning
The rooster
calls to the snow,
?Wake up!?
but not even
a hen listens.
?Kate Coombs
Poor rooster. Ignored completely.
I like your idea.
Still asleep under all that snow, eh, Kate? 🙂
Love the image of the rooster trying to wake the snow! (And to be ignored even by the hens–so sad 🙁 )
Take care, Laura–and Laura’s mom.
Morning
The rooster
calls to the snow,
?Wake up!?
but not even
a hen listens.
?Kate Coombs
Poor rooster. Ignored completely.
I like your idea.
Still asleep under all that snow, eh, Kate? 🙂
Love the image of the rooster trying to wake the snow! (And to be ignored even by the hens–so sad 🙁 )
Henpecked
Who, me?
They roost, I crow.
I love standing guard
in the ice and snow!
Laura, I love roosters. Sending positive thoughts and prayers for your mom’s return to good health.
Ha, ha. Martha, I like your “henpecked” idea.
Thanks Pat, and it’s even more funny to think that I would love roosters when I was the only grandchild out of ten who was ever attacked by Grandma’s rooster, Ol’ Red — not just once but he tried every time I came around. Paul Bunyon Country was a cute one.
Thanks, Martha.
I remember being attacked by a hen, when I tried to pick up one of her chicks.
Roosters could be mean, I remember.
🙂
Your title says it all!
Henpecked
Who, me?
They roost, I crow.
I love standing guard
in the ice and snow!
Laura, I love roosters. Sending positive thoughts and prayers for your mom’s return to good health.
Ha, ha. Martha, I like your “henpecked” idea.
Thanks Pat, and it’s even more funny to think that I would love roosters when I was the only grandchild out of ten who was ever attacked by Grandma’s rooster, Ol’ Red — not just once but he tried every time I came around. Paul Bunyon Country was a cute one.
Thanks, Martha.
I remember being attacked by a hen, when I tried to pick up one of her chicks.
Roosters could be mean, I remember.
🙂
Your title says it all!
Sorry about your mother’s illness, Laura. Best wishes to both of you.
Thanks for taking time to post the picture, a very chilly one.
Paul Bunyan Country
Babe, the ox,
is coming soon
to pull me out;
perhaps by noon.
I hope so–to fry up in time for dinner, Pat!
This chicken will definitely tax Old Babe’s strength! Fun rhyme.
Love where you went with this.
Sorry about your mother’s illness, Laura. Best wishes to both of you.
Thanks for taking time to post the picture, a very chilly one.
Paul Bunyan Country
Babe, the ox,
is coming soon
to pull me out;
perhaps by noon.
I hope so–to fry up in time for dinner, Pat!
This chicken will definitely tax Old Babe’s strength! Fun rhyme.
Love where you went with this.
My thoughts are with you and your mother. Hang in there.
How to be a Rooster 101
Smart enough to stand
under the roo’s legs,
a hatchling observes
the art of intimidation.
Diane Mayr, all rights reserved
Diane, I like your take on “education.” Intimidation big time.
I agree with Martha. Neat way to learn — by observation.
Ah, so that’s how it’s done, Diane!
Learning from the expert–great picture you’ve painted!
Clever title. I’m with the hatchling.
My thoughts are with you and your mother. Hang in there.
How to be a Rooster 101
Smart enough to stand
under the roo’s legs,
a hatchling observes
the art of intimidation.
Diane Mayr, all rights reserved
Diane, I like your take on “education.” Intimidation big time.
I agree with Martha. Neat way to learn — by observation.
Ah, so that’s how it’s done, Diane!
Learning from the expert–great picture you’ve painted!
Clever title. I’m with the hatchling.
If I sit real still
can I blend into the snow?
Something tells me–
no.
Ha! Not with that boisterous crow and red wattle, Diane!
Great ending–thanks for the morning smile!
If I sit real still
can I blend into the snow?
Something tells me–
no.
Ha! Not with that boisterous crow and red wattle, Diane!
Great ending–thanks for the morning smile!
Laura, so sorry to hear about your mom. Strength & courage to you both.
GOOD MORNING
Wake up, Sunshine!
It?s time to go!
Ignore the freezing cold and snow.
Just crow!
Love the “just crow” advice!
🙂
What a happy poem. Great last line.
Laura, so sorry to hear about your mom. Strength & courage to you both.
GOOD MORNING
Wake up, Sunshine!
It?s time to go!
Ignore the freezing cold and snow.
Just crow!
Love the “just crow” advice!
🙂
What a happy poem. Great last line.
Lara take care I’ll keep you in my prays I,m going through this also hugs
Lara take care I’ll keep you in my prays I,m going through this also hugs
So sorry to hear about your mom, Laura. Wishing you both all the best.
“Bawk! Bawk!
Big Chicken!”
She imagines
herself growing massive wings,
then splatters them
with eggs.
ha! That’s a new kind of food fight, Buffy!
So sorry to hear about your mom, Laura. Wishing you both all the best.
“Bawk! Bawk!
Big Chicken!”
She imagines
herself growing massive wings,
then splatters them
with eggs.
ha! That’s a new kind of food fight, Buffy!
We had a renegade rooster when I was a child. He often attacked, especially my little sister.
Rooster Pranks
?Car?s towed!?
rooster crowed,
eyes glowed.
?Pizza outside!?
rooster lied.
Entrance denied!
We?ll stay inside.
Oh, that wily rooster, Donna, but you out-witted him!
We had a renegade rooster when I was a child. He often attacked, especially my little sister.
Rooster Pranks
?Car?s towed!?
rooster crowed,
eyes glowed.
?Pizza outside!?
rooster lied.
Entrance denied!
We?ll stay inside.
Oh, that wily rooster, Donna, but you out-witted him!
too chicken
to try sports
until my growth spurt
Thoughts and prayers, Laura.
Ha, Ellie! A rooster that size should have more confidence. 🙂
too chicken
to try sports
until my growth spurt
Thoughts and prayers, Laura.
Ha, Ellie! A rooster that size should have more confidence. 🙂
Stuck in time
What will I do
Certainly not
Cock ‑a — doodle — doo
Wake Up !
Stuck in time
What will I do
Certainly not
Cock ‑a — doodle — doo
Wake Up !
Monster Gone Amok
Look out, Tokyo!
Godzilla?s gone.
But Rooster on steroids
aggravated by hemorrhoids
arrives at dawn.
~~~Barbara Turner
Barbara, loved the “roids” — I’m a little late getting on site again, but it seems that everyone has had fun with this one.
Monster Gone Amok
Look out, Tokyo!
Godzilla?s gone.
But Rooster on steroids
aggravated by hemorrhoids
arrives at dawn.
~~~Barbara Turner
Barbara, loved the “roids” — I’m a little late getting on site again, but it seems that everyone has had fun with this one.
WAKE UP CALL
Auburn shafts of light
Sneaks into view,
my alarm rings ?
?Cock‑a doodle-doo!?
© Charles Waters 2014 all rights reserved.
WAKE UP CALL
Auburn shafts of light
Sneaks into view,
my alarm rings ?
?Cock‑a doodle-doo!?
© Charles Waters 2014 all rights reserved.
My apologies, that was intended to read:
If the Kiddos are hungry
When the mercury dips,
We’ll always have
Frozen Chicken Strips!
My apologies, that was intended to read:
If the Kiddos are hungry
When the mercury dips,
We’ll always have
Frozen Chicken Strips!
This reminds me of the roster on bugs bunny
And on the corn flack box
This reminds me of the roster on bugs bunny
And on the corn flack box