Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Winter Sun

I beg the last
of this year’s snow,
to view the blossoms
why don't you go?

My heart is hardened
by your frosty air,
a cold hard slap
of contemptible despair.

You leave your mark
as a sign of disgrace,
so I turn my back
stand against your face.

So my frozen dreams
and heart undone,
can burn again
under the Summer Sun.

J.A. Scott

Racing Dream

Past the others I will zoom.
Many love to watch me scoot.
Quickly speeding in my dream.

Riding in my full costume,
leather jacket and snake-skin boot.
Some consider too extreme.

Racing leads to other's gloom.
My winning, there is no dispute.
Once again I reign supreme!

J.A.Scott

Monday, April 29, 2013

Pigs

Stopping briefly at the traffic light,
I spot a discarded bottle of Sprite.
Looking again there's a torn rag,
and floating in the air a Wal-Mart bag.
Some discarded moldy, uneaten food,
or maybe the remains of an upset mood.
Ten or so, different colors of gum,
along with a transients empty bottle of rum.
Several more litres of various liqueur,
a McDonald's Big-Mac Styrofoam container.
The offender assumes his trash isn't big,
but they all add up, you little pig!

J.A.Scott

Sunday, April 28, 2013

Cooking Vegetables

R.a.n.t. of week of 04/28/13
Brussels Sprout, Spinach, Cabbage,
Corn, Carrot, Cauliflower,
Broccoli, Cucumber, Summer Squash

Just a few of the 'vegetables' I really enjoy.

Most of these are put on the side of whatever one is making:
Pork, Steak, Fish - along with a side:
Rice, Noodle, Potato

I think this would hardly classify me as being a picky eater.
And yet, I'm forever known as a picky eater. Why?

Everyone has a few foods they hate for various reasons. I'm not talking about hating peanuts because of an allergy, or wheat. I mean foods that are disgusting. The list of vegetables above are foods I've noticed many people claim they hate. Number one on the list seems being brussels sprouts. But I love them! So why are the people who hate those foods not picky eaters, but I am? Mostly because the foods I happen to hate are what I like to call 'cooking vegetables'. Mushrooms, whole tomatoes, peppers, onions, onions and ONIONS.I find these foods disgusting, and yet it seems everyone loves to put these items in everything. Potatoes, rice, peas, noodles, casseroles, pizza, the list goes on. One of these days I swear I'm going to find Onion Cereal in the store..

What I've found though, it's not so much the taste of these foods, it's more the texture. Mushy mushrooms, pitiful peppers and terrible tomatoes do not enhance a dish for me. I don't always mind the flavour, but the texture annoying. Except onions. I hate onions in almost any form. I have been known to eat a few onion rings in my time. But mostly because the thing is so breaded and the fryer has pretty much dissolved the onion beyond recognition. But as a rule I don't eat these rings of O, even after a few I begin to notice the disgusting flavour shine through.

Friday, April 26, 2013

Soda Pop


Boss called me in,
I'm in for trouble.
Bad social skills,
I'm on the bubble.

The other staff,
really wonders.
What's the deal,
with bodily Blunders?

Don't they know,
I love my Pop.
And belching is fun,
how can I Stop?

J.A.Scott

Thursday, April 25, 2013

NCC-1701



NX-01
It's been a long road,
getting from there to here.
Quantum leaps in travel
help explore the vast frontier.

Exploration is essential
for the Federations birth.
But do not stray too far from home
in case a swath is cut into Earth.


NCC-1701
Captain Kirk's a valiant fighter,
in a while his shirt is torn.
He's fought Pon-Far crazy Vulcan's
and an irate lizard Gorn.

Scotty is a miracle worker,
Uhura, Sulu, Checkov too.
Bones reminds us he's a doctor
The Enterprise's finest crew.


NCC-1701D
Q liked to torment old Picard
and introduced us to the Borg.
thank for nothing vile creature.
Wolf 359 is now a morgue.

Once again the ships in danger,
an unknown alien, vicious attack.
Saving the ship is ensign Wesley,
all before his noon-time snack.


NX-74205
Serving station Deep Space Nine,
Starfleets first Defiant Class
Worf commands her with a passion,
Not many would ever dare harass.

Benjamin Sisko, diplomatic leader,
the emissary of all Bajor.
Not afraid to get hands dirty,
to help them win Dominion war.


NCC-74656
Captain Janeway and the Maquis,
kind of like 'Lost in Space'.
travel home with Talaxian Neelix
and Tom Paris in disgrace.

The ship can land upon a planet,
who came up with that weird design?
I won't waste much time to wonder.
I'd rather ponder Seven of Nine.

J.A.Scott

Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Brontosaurus


The Apatosaurus was very cross,
as you'll notice - full of rage.
Stomped his feet down in a huff,
it was not 'bout his ancient age.

Really he just had a tiff,
he longed to one day procreate.
But all the ladies ran and hid,
in part because his massive weight.

He never had a lack of trying,
always tried to say hello.
Then off they went so hurriedly
why did he have to be so slow?

Really though, he was a clod,
a reason they would not succumb.
He bragged about himself a lot,
that dino was so very dumb.

J.A.Scott

Hypocrite

I'm alone yet I'm surrounded.
I'm sad and drenched in glee.
Despised, yet am enamoured.
How ugly are the beautiful.

No one really knows me,
but everyone knows my name.
They cast the stones that hurt me,
then ask if I'm all right.

I'm hunted by the lovely,
ensnared when feeling safe.
Tortured from the innocent,
and killed by whom I trust.

J.A.Scott

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Thorn

The beautiful rose
still has a thorn,
but does not detract
from her full adorn.

You must look past
what is bumpy,
and do not sniff it
when you're jumpy.

'Cause if not careful,
it will prick,
a quick sharp pain
from a little stick.

J.A.Scott

Monday, April 22, 2013

Sabotage

Losing breath, I start to wheeze.
Oxygen loss, drop to my knees.
Walking used to be a breeze.

Such determination.
Eliminate temptation.
Lose procrastination.
Focus on recuperation.

Exercise should be a must.
Slipping though, in disgust.
Tacos, doughnuts, pizza crust.
Exercise is shelved for now.
Eating 'cause I'm just a cow.
Miserable,so junk-food I'll allow.

J.A.Scott

Sunday, April 21, 2013

Daily Bread

I may be just a writing nerd,
but mostly I have gone unheard.
Simply writing from my home,
nothing famous, just a poem.
I dare not stop, I'm obstinate.
Though will not say I'm confident.
The quote I choose for when I'm dead,
"His words didn't buy his daily bread."

J.A.Scott

Friday, April 19, 2013

Gina Paulina Smith

I have a special bunbury.
But not entirely imaginary.

She's not a sexy fantasy.
Your thoughts are an audacity!

My companion just for travelling,
She directs when I'm unravelling.

To aid disjointed memory,
And spare a wrong trajectory.

J.A.Scott



bunbury

MEANING:
noun: An imaginary person.

Thursday, April 18, 2013

Julian


Julian was usually
an inquisitive sort,
and the kind of odd doctor
that liked to cavort.

With his good friend Miles
he'd drink synthetic beer,
Quark served them quite many
often resembling veneer.

Miles wife Keiko
would tease them with verse,
with an old Japanese haiku
she'd often rehearse.

"Drink with a Klingon
is only slightly better
then the Wrath of Kahn"

Miles and Julian,
they liked to canoe.
Flowing water a symbol,
life's hard to pursue.

No matter how dedicated
you work at your chores,
you're suddenly stumbling
like a drunk into doors.

Though often than not,
Julian had much more grace.
Quiet times he liked checking
the stations friendface.

He'd banter with several
while imbibing a Brandy.
Snarky, fun, friends like,
Peggy, Aimee, Lisa and Sandi.

When Julian was searching
for plots and intrigue.
The Cardassian Garak
he was often in league.

The stations life had a way
of appearing quite grim.
So keeping active was Julian's key
for renewed vigour and Vim.

J.A.Scott

Wednesday, April 17, 2013

The Penguin


Swimming freely in the drink,
(the mighty penguin).
You're not a Joker as some might think.

Emperor of all the sea,
(oh flightless fowl).
Surviving in a minus degree.

Dining on just a fish,
(in the Arkham of Antartica).
You could have anything that you'd wish.

All the money you have spent,
(the Tux is looking fine).
Were you invited to a Wayne Event?

J.A.Scott

Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Rejected

Kind and generous,
most sincere,
rejected.

Honest and true,
dedicated,
rejected.

Loving and caring,
humorous,
rejected.

I'd be there for you,
I'd take care of you,
I'd treasure you,

rejected,
rejected,
rejected.

J.A.Scott

Monday, April 15, 2013

Grocery Shopping

Run in quick
for a loaf of bread.
Also butter,
or other spread.
Remembered soda
for me to drink.
And something to clean
the bathroom sink.
I'll put some grapes
on the scale,
What the heck,
they are on sale.
Product sample,
have a taste.
I think I'll buy
this tomato paste.
While I'm here,
some cheesy mac.
With some chips
for an evening snack.
As I check out
it isn't funny.
Lost my wallet
and all the money.

J.A.Scott

Sunday, April 14, 2013

Teaser Stories

R.a.n.t. of week 04/14/13
There are several reasons I hate teaser stories. One really interesting reason I'll relate in a bit, it's actually a funny story about something stupid I've done to ensure I didn't miss the teaser story when it finally aired. But first a little description of what I mean (for those unaware of what I'm talking about). A teaser story is something usually done on the radio by DJ's or in TV programs (usually news or reality shows). At the top of the hour, or at the beginning of a segment, an interesting story is brought up, but only quick, brief details. The majority of the story will be told at a later time, usually (coming up).

What's funny is, 'coming up' is never really determined. Unlike the humorous story I have to tell, which is also coming up, you are never really sure how long you may have to wait to hear it. It gets frustrating because I'm always on the go and hate missing a story after I'm engrossed in hearing about it. I find myself lingering about more than usual if I happen to be in a store, or inside my car about ready to walk into work. But isn't that what the teaser is supposed to do? Make you want to stick around instead of switching channels?

That laughable story I have to tell is certainly coming up, but there was one last point I wanted to bring up. There have been a few times I've actually forgotten all about the teaser story until a few hours later. Suddenly I'm drinking coffee at work and it hits me. "D'oh! I wanted to hear that story." What happened? What was it about? Why did I forget about it? Now I'm annoyed, not only because I missed the story, but I had forgotten about it.

I hate when I forget to do things. Even now I feel there was something else I wanted to write about. Oh well, I'm sure it'll hit me an hour from now.

Saturday, April 13, 2013

Playful Puppy

This poem should be
about a Puppy.
People love how
they roll and Jump.
But I'd rather write
about a Guppy.
Though no tail,
or ears or rump.

Gill was born of
his siblings first.
And always liked
to make a splash.
But soon his pride
was quickly burst,
when a puppy jumped on him
in a flash.


J.A.Scott

Friday, April 12, 2013

Kibble Dreams


Silently formed a kitty clowder,
till suddenly they became much louder.

Rache the cat - don't mess with her.
Lest she calls the clan for armour.

Equipped with weapons - ever more.
That's why they mine the precious ore.

With sapiens they've declared war.
And dream of violent ruddy gore.

The carnage will be most dramatic,
Men revert to cowering frantic.

In her mind, such a fanatic.
But just a cat - so no such antic.

Kibble inspired dreams are sick!

J.A.Scott

Thursday, April 11, 2013

Kopi Luwak

"Give me NOW, something new!
Very tired of cafe au lait."

I can do that, if you must.
Try some pricey Kopi Luwak.

"Make it special, make it right!
Something fancy as an opera."

Don't be so huffy, have a seat.
Enjoy a cuppa from Sumatra.

"Woman really! Is this a trick?
I've had this Joe. Every visit!"

This blend is special, just for you.
Prepared with love from a civet.

"I don't believe it, suggested well.
And surprised you shared with me."

The civet excretes bean from it's rear.
Not every body's cup of tea.

J.A.Scott


*Please, be kind to your barista.

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Grasshopper


Grasshopper, Grasshopper.
How do you do?

Looking very sharp
in your greenish hue.

Jumpy Mr. Grasshopper.
Oh my, my!

If you tried hard enough,
you could touch the sky.

Grasshopper, Show stopper.
Hey diddle, diddle.

Play me a tune
on your rhythmic fiddle.

J.A.Scott

Tuesday, April 9, 2013

Outcast

I sit,
alone.
Far away.

Can you even tell?

In a shell,
miserable.
An outcast.

Do you even see?

It's just me,
pondering.
A social pariah.

Though I try so hard.

Mentally scarred
Outcast,
alone.

Socially unfit.

J.A.Scott

Monday, April 8, 2013

Fly Away


When I'm bored,
I fly away.
Away into the sky.

I might just visit
Charles de Gaulle.
For the artwork
or a snooty tarte.

Or rather I shall
visit Heathrow.
Return again the
home within my heart..

Better yet I know
The Irish way.
Enjoy a pint or
beauty fields of green

Maybe visit Douglas,
Isle of Man.
Watch McGuinness'
bike past me scream.
 
Yes.
When I'm bored,
I fly away.
Away into the sky.

J.A.Scott

Sunday, April 7, 2013

The Silent Treatment

R.a.n.t. of week 04/07/13
Today's multiple choice question:
When you are upset with someone, you should....
A. Apologize, even if you are wrong.
B. Tell the other person what you are upset about and that you need to cool down.
C. Immediately inform the person what's bothering you and work things out right then and there.
4. Hold everything in, ignore the person and pretend they don't exist.

To be honest, you can do just about any of the above, and most people incorporate a little of each. But the one that can really be an interesting choice is the fourth option. Does it really make sense to hold everything in and ignore the person if something is bothering you? I don't know about most people, but that eats me up inside. Realistically, the longer you hold something in, harbouring feelings of anger and wrath, the more intense it's likely to build. Additionally, the more these feelings take hold, the more you will continue to be grumpy, irate and miserable. Maybe that's the problem with grumpy cat?

I think the biggest problem with choice number four, relates to our cartoon caption this week. How awful would we feel if our last interaction with someone we loved was an irate word, an unkind action or a hateful feeling - and then the person died? Just think about it. We all know that time and unforeseen occurrence befall us all, so before something tragic happens, wouldn't it be in our best interest to make sure that the sun does not set with us in a provoked state?






Don't remain silent, what are your thoughts on this weeks topic?

Friday, April 5, 2013

Quaintrelle

There is a women, I must tell.
Who thinks to be Quaintrelle.
I doff my hat, for she is swell.

La Tomatina, to her, is like a brick.
And to keep so dapper, must be psychic.
'Cause foppish fashion is her trick.

Her Hacienda claims she's worth a ton.
And eloquent as her fulgurous Jargon.
Forget the bulls, with her I'd run.

J.A.Scott

Thursday, April 4, 2013

Grassy Fields



Industrial buildings
made of brick,
soon forgotten
rather quick.

Lasts for maybe
fifty years,
then nothing left
'cept souvenirs.

A concrete field
within the valley,
laying dormant
till world's finale.

* * * * *

No more smoke stacks
will there be,
just old decrepit
factory debris.

I long for the time
with no more tears,
though working hard
for a thousand years.

Then we'll produce
full Earthy yields
and restore God's
beautiful grassy fields.

J.A.Scott

Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Dodo Bird


Dodo bird, where have you gone?
a flightless fowl and so distinct.
We can not find you any more,
why did you have to go extinct?

Discovered there upon a time,
on the island of Mauritius.
you welcomed them, with open wings
till they found you so delicious.

Why didn't you all just run away,
it's so hard to understand.
Least I can visit when I read,
all 'bout Carroll's Wonderland.

J.A.Scott

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Standing With Me

Life has a way to bring us down,
from sorrow we should be alert.
Stand with those we truly love,
mending mind, through their comfort.

* * * * *

So I am happy when I see,
someone with whom you do connect.
He brings you joy and loves you so,
from dangers all, he will protect.

He stands with you by your side,
'cause says his life you did improve.
I'm touched inside by this display
a fondness ne'er could be removed.

It must be why you fight so hard,
when someone doubts his quality.
You will not stand for foolishness,
and take it as hostility.

* * * * *

Again I think about myself,
why must it never be allowed?
To have someone who stands with me
and say that they are very proud?

J.A.Scott

Monday, April 1, 2013

R.A.N.T.

Rage is nothing we should spread,
   a violent anger we all dread.

About this wrath - so very vile,
   wipes away every precious smile.

Nothing good from it comes,
   communications verbal slums.

Typically I would agree,
   but I love dearly, a ranting spree.

J.A.Scott

April Poetry Contest (It's A Game)

April is poetry month. To help inspire others to write a poem, I've decided to play a game with everyone on my blog. What I'm going to do each week is present a few rhyming words and a choice of themes. Your job is to craft the words into a poem.

For example, I offer the words 'Sing & Bring' and give you a topic of 'Books'. You would then write a short poem using those words, in that order, with each line ending in each word.



Example:
Reading makes me want to sing,
Song books to me you must bring.

If you want to break up each line so it looks better, I won't object.

Reading make me
   want to sing.
Song books to me
   you must bring.

Remember: All words provided must be used and in the same order.

This weeks challenge:

Words:
Stage
Rage
Sensed
Against
Sweater
Better

Theme (Pick just one):
Snakes
Teens Driving Cars
New York City

I'll pick a winner next week, along with a new challenge.
Have fun with the topic or be serious. You decide.
You can devise your own theme if you really want to, but extra credit is awarded for utilizing one of the themes provided.

Leave your entry in the comments.