Monday, October 28, 2019

One Down (haiku)

by Wayne Wysocki

al-Baghdadi dead
Donald Trump proudly boasting
ISIS regrouping

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Sunday, October 27, 2019

A Trip to the Orient

by Wayne Wysocki

A poppy is pretty and bright
And its juice is so far out of sight
    That the smoke in a den
    Full of dirty old men
Makes all of them high as a kite.

Copyright © 2019 Wayne Wysocki

Monday, September 23, 2019

Fate?

by Wayne Wysocki

A gypsy told me destiny
Has etched the road ahead --
Someone else expressed that we
Can plot a course instead.

While worldly scholars speculate,
Perhaps the truth goes thus:
The universe just shows the way,
The rest is up to us.

 Copyright © 2019 Wayne Wysocki

Saturday, June 22, 2019

Toad Tale

 a limerick by Wayne Wysocki

There once was an arrogant frog
Who thought he was king of the bog
  ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍But he wasn't so regal
 ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ When the bark of a beagle
Scared him right off of his log.

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Wednesday, March 27, 2019

Bourbon And Ice

a limerick by Wayne Wysocki

A fellow who fractured his hip
Learned a valuable tip
     If liquor you drink
     At the ice skating rink
You're probably going to slip.

Copyright © 2019 Wayne Wysocki 
Art from kissclipart.com

Sunday, November 11, 2018

Final Kiss

by Wayne Wysocki

 ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ "What a cruel thing is war: to separate and destroy families and friends, and mar the purest joys and happiness God has granted us in this world..." -letter to a soldier's wife

The scourge of war has ripped our lives apart,
Indifferent to the joys that we will miss;
From this land and from your love I must depart,
With time enough for just one final kiss.

Determined that this moment never dies,
A picture on my heart I sorely trace
Of your tearful, somehow yet angelic eyes
And your trembling mouth my saddened lips embrace.

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Copyright © 2018 Wayne Wysocki
Photographer unknown

Thursday, November 1, 2018

Russian Robbery

a limerick by Wayne Wysocki

They tell me that Vladimir Putin
Called his guards and they started in shootin'
      Seems some robbers were struck
      With unfortunate luck
'Twas the bank where Vlad kept all his loot in.


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