Happy Easter

4 Apr

Today’s blog title has nothing to do with what I’m going to write about, but I wanted to wish you all a Happy Easter so, Happy Easter!

Incredibly, my theme for yet another day is ‘big’.  It is entirely by accident, I assure you, that I am sticking to the theme of NaBloPoMo, even though it is not a requirement of the sign-up.

Big Day For TV:

The new Dr Who made his first appearance last night.  I have to say I was impressed.  Yes, he’s ugly, poor fellow, like some neanderthal throwback; but he can act and he took over the role with confidence.  Steven Moffat’s script helped, of course, though it wasn’t as terrifying as ‘Blink’.  I don’t think I’m going to miss David Tennant as much as I expected to.  The new sidekick was pretty good as well; the Hub and Spud both agree, though they stopped before ‘good as well’.

Big Day For City:

The Hub and Spud are walking on metaphorical air: as well as Man City’s 6-1 win over poor Burnley* yesterday, Tottenham were defeated, pushing City into fourth place with a game in hand, and – cherry on the cake – so were united.   Woo-hoo! or words to that effect.

* I am not a true sports fan because I always feel sorry for the losers

Big Day For Tory Boy:

Wiliam Hague is visiting Lancaster tomorrow and Tory Boy is going to be one of the minions showing him around and screening out nutters.  What a great opportunity (to fall flat on his face/say the wrong thing/let the wrong nutter through).  No pressure, my darling.

Big Light Bulb Moment In The Middle Of The Night:

I sat up in bed at three in the morning, having suddenly realised that I have not stuck to the conditions of NaBloPoMo.  Someone on NaPoWriMo posted that they had not commented on other people’s poetry; I didn’t realise that we were supposed to do it and checked the terms of the pledge.  I couldn’t find anything, yet I remembered reading something about twelve comments a day on other posts.  It was for National Blog Posting Month, of course, and not for National Poetry Writing Month, as I remembered in my sleep.  I have only commented once, I think, and that was by accident because I thought I was commenting on a poetry participant’s post.  Ah well.  So many acronyms; so little mind.

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Yesterday’s prompt was to write about what scares us.  I have a serious reverse senryu  and a lighthearted rhyming ditty for you.  Don’t judge me too harshly on the ditty: I know it’s not finished but we are supposed to post them anyway; the important thing is to be writing.

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Superstition

I cannot give voice to that

which I most fear,

for that might leave me childless.

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What I’m Most Scared Of

Bees and wasps, for they have stings;

every kind of crawling thing. 

Heights and depths and swimming pools. 

Angry men with power tools. 

Rapists, paedos, muggers, thieves;

the scratching sound in my house eaves. 

The aspirations of local chavs:

have-nots who’ll take to make them haves. 

Console games my children play,

teaching them that violence pays. 

Living in this Big Brother state:

it talks of love and foments hate. 

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But of NaPoWriMo I’m most scared:

I can’t believe I ever dared

agree to compose daily words.

For sheer hard work I was not prepared.

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11 Responses to “Happy Easter”

  1. Doug April 4, 2010 at 14:36 #

    Superstition

    is a slap me poem. really good.

    Ever heard of a guy ..Philip Blond.. who is working with the Tories.

    And is there much mention of Red Tories ..now?

    Regards,
    Doug

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  2. tillybud April 4, 2010 at 17:56 #

    No, I’ve never heard of Philip Blond or Red Tories. Hooray for Wikipedia!

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  3. only footprints April 4, 2010 at 19:03 #

    Liked them both very much! Easy to read and something to chew on, too.

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    • tillybud April 5, 2010 at 09:59 #

      Thank you, only footprints. The second one is not finished; it’s just a bit of fluff, really.

      Thanks for your visit. I don’t have a link to repay it.

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  4. slpmartin April 4, 2010 at 21:37 #

    Such of list of fears…you left few out that I could see…but the poetry prompt would scare me most. 🙂

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    • tillybud April 5, 2010 at 10:00 #

      They are not all real fears; I needed some rhymes 🙂

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  5. wordsbypsayers April 4, 2010 at 23:40 #

    Tillybud,
    Nice work! Easy to read!
    Pamela

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    • tillybud April 5, 2010 at 10:00 #

      Thanks Pamela 🙂

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  6. derrick2 April 5, 2010 at 15:48 #

    Your first poem is powerfully said. The second may be fluffy, as you say, but I’d certainly be happy to have written it!

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    • tillybud April 5, 2010 at 16:34 #

      Thanks for your kind words and for your visit 🙂

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  7. Alan Summers April 7, 2010 at 17:07 #

    Glad you are interested in senryu.

    If you are keen to learn more about contemporary English-language senryu check out: Simply Senryu

    all my best,

    Alan
    With Words

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