Frankenberry's Attic

A Frankenblog

  • Original Hymns (poem)

    So this one from dVerse poets was a prompt of photos from a John McKaveney and picking one to write a poem on about. They whistle while they work Original hymns before hymns were made corrupt Star builders Whistled songs that float starry eyed unheard but shouted in cosmos void known   To mothers who… Continue reading

  • Oompa Loompa Bob Song: An Oompa Loompa Cautionary Tale Eulogy

    So a friend, Drew, recently posted to the Facebook this meme … … and I thought well, what if the Oompa’s showed up at the funeral of this meme guy, a fella named Bob maybe, whose ‘last mistake’ was actually his LAST mistake. Now, if anyone was wondering why it’s been so long since I’ve… Continue reading

    , ,

  • Crazy Cat Lady Guy Cat Tips Guide – Tip #353: Cats Can Sleep On Anything (+ a tips #342-#352 handy catch up)

    This is more of an observation than a tip, but cats can indeed sleep on anything and often in the most uncomfortable appearing ways. Cricket the Blind, for instance, likes to not watch TV with me for obvious reasons but also while sleeping sort of on my lap and my remote, if I forget to… Continue reading

  • Wall (poem)

    In response to … Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt: ‘temperature’ Write a poem of 37 words, not including the title, using the word “temperature” … no other stipulation. ///////////////////////////////////////// Wall The devil and an ordinary angel sat Reclining on Recalling a wall Their divide That bordered a stream running North and South East and West The… Continue reading

  • So Then Sunday: Tricking The Whole – Song

    The cable was out last night for a short period so I spent a portion of my evening listening to some old song parodies of mine and impressing myself. “Really?” “What?” “Have you ever heard of humility” “Hey, it’s a little early for that, temps are still a bit cool ’round here” “(sigh) You’re an… Continue reading

  • Behind the Red Door (a poem – revisit)

    This is from last year at Mother’s Day and a response now to a dVerse poets prompt about writing something of a building. The link explains the prompt. ////////////////////////////////////////// May 29, 2023 On my way into work early last week, driving my usual route, a few backroads through some pretty suburbia (one of the reasons… Continue reading

    ,

  • Cherry Blossom (a girl)

    A new dVerse poets prompt of cherry blossoms She smelled of cherry blossoms in our walks to a point of hanging in her wake “Hey, what are you doing? Keep up” “Sorry” I would say but still keeping a half step behind claiming whatever might mind for that halted step and scent carried my way… Continue reading

  • So Then Sunday: Don’t Go Back To Trumpville (song)

    So Then Sunday From back in early December. To R.E.M.’s “Don’t Go Back To Rockville” Another tune that says stuff ////////////////////////////////////////// Don’t Go Back To Trumpville Looking at old hell a new time Wonderin’ what we’ve done to be so cursed In the possibility that The Orange Devil could usher somethin’ worse Only this time… Continue reading

  • Air (poem)

    Air I’ve been here before In February When it tries change color Promising gold in a world of tin As air doesn’t color I’m always the fool Air is air It’s just there it hovers my eyes in the bleak but though with a wink sits on my lips like an imp waiting want halts… Continue reading

    ,

  • Sunroof

    So my “new” not new but still new enough to me new car, a 2013 Nissan Juke, has a few bells and whistles that BB, my pretty recently totaled 2008 Toyota Scion XB, didn’t have though it does share a few old tootles with BB that I was lucky enough to come across, quite by… Continue reading

-The Cricket

-Bella

-Arthur

-Saphira

24,302 hits