Z is for…Zig-Zag! (#AtoZ)

Here is my latest post for the #AtoZChallenge for April 2022. My title and theme for this challenge is “Seriously Silly Poetry” in recognition of April being poetry month and also wanting to do something fun and playful to celebrate spring. I hope you enjoy this series.


A Zig-Zag Life

Life will zig. Life will zag.
Don’t hold on too tight, enjoy life’s zig-zag.

Life will wiggle. Life will wag.
It’s how it’s supposed to be, so don’t be mad.

Life’ll jig too then take a jag
It’s this way then that, just different, not bad.

For life’s lefts are alright.
And life’s rights are too.
Just keep on going,
It’s the thing to do.

When’ll we zig, wiggle, or jig?
Nobody knows.
When’ll we zag, waggle, or jag?
Guessing keeps us on our toes.

Sometimes are right for serious.
(like when something’s injurious)
Other times are right for silly.
(I’d argue more than many)

Life’s not always easy, but it’s full of surprise.
Always an adventure helping us become wise.

My advice is take life one day at a time.
Time moves that way anyway, so you’ll be always on-time.

And of course, enjoy every moment you can reading
seriously silly poetry — morn, day, and evening.


Did you enjoy this series? If yes, check out my new book Apples Eating Zebras and other seriously silly poetry where I’ve arranged each of these illustrated poems into a beautiful and fun 100-page book dedicated to the child in all of us. Details here.

Be well,

Monty

Y is for…You (#AtoZ)

Here is my latest post for the #AtoZChallenge for April 2022. My title and theme for this challenge is “Seriously Silly Poetry” in recognition of April being poetry month and also wanting to do something fun and playful to celebrate spring. I hope you enjoy this series.


You Are Special

This poem is all about you,
For you are very special to me
(after all, you’re reading my silly poetry)

But let’s pause a moment to be serious
Then we can get back to my silliness

I just want to say that you’re special,
A shining star, just the way you are

There’s no one else in the world like you
And that’s why I love you
So don’t forget, to love yourself too!


Are you enjoying this series? If yes, check out the book launch of Apples Eating Zebras and other seriously silly poetry where all of these poems have been collected into a beautiful fully illustrated 100-page book of A to Z silly poetry. Details here.


Be well,

Monty

X is for…X! (#AtoZ)

Here is my latest post for the #AtoZChallenge for April 2022. My title and theme for this challenge is “Seriously Silly Poetry” in recognition of April being poetry month and also wanting to do something fun and playful to celebrate spring. I hope you enjoy this series.


X is for X (marks the spot)


Be well,

Monty

W is for…Winter (#AtoZ)

Here is my latest post for the #AtoZChallenge for April 2022. My title and theme for this challenge is “Seriously Silly Poetry” in recognition of April being poetry month and also wanting to do something fun and playful to celebrate spring. I hope you enjoy this series.


When the Winter Got Cold


Growing up, when the winter got cold,
I awoke early and without being told,
I rekindled the fire in the wood stove.

While awaiting for the wood burning heat,
Up upon the stove I found my seat,
Shivering, so cold in bare feet.

Once the embers lit and their flames grew,
My feet began to warm and my tush too,
Slowly turning a rosy pink hue.

Ah, so cozy and nice!
But let me give you a little advice,
About a lesson I learned more than thrice.

If your sitting upon the stove top,
Be ready to get off with a hop,
For once the fire gets going it doesn’t stop.

If you smell smoke, you better jump quick,
Or it won’t be long before the smoke gets thick,
With your pajama bottoms acting the wick.

Mom wasn’t happy about my pajama’s new spots,
They didn’t quite match the patterns on the tops,
For they say stripes don’t work well with polka-dots.

But I’ll treasure these warm memories,
The cozy feeling as winter chill leaves,
And the rising smoke around me weaves.

When Winter comes each year with its cold,
Remembering these moments never gets old,
And so this story once again gets told.


Be well,

Monty

V is for…Village (#AtoZ)

Here is my latest post for the #AtoZChallenge for April 2022. My title and theme for this challenge is “Seriously Silly Poetry” in recognition of April being poetry month and also wanting to do something fun and playful to celebrate spring. I hope you enjoy this series.


Some Say it Takes a Village

Some say it takes a village to raise a family,
And I don’t disagree;

But let me tell you about a village of one
Who had every job to be done;

She was mayor and waiter,
And alligator baiter;

She was car racer, baby chaser,
And don’t forget baker, butcher, and ice cream maker;

She was cop (when we needed to stop!)
And that was on top of wielding a mop;

She was bank teller, sometimes but rarely, a yeller,
And the absolute best story teller.

Some say it takes a village to raise a family,
And I don’t disagree;
For my mom was a village and she raised me
(and did a pretty good job, I think we’d all agree).

This one goes out to you, mom, on my birthday,
Thank you for raising me the kindest way —
Loving me every single day.


Be well,

Monty

U is for… Upside Down! (#AtoZ)

Here is my latest post for the #AtoZChallenge for April 2022. My title and theme for this challenge is “Seriously Silly Poetry” in recognition of April being poetry month and also wanting to do something fun and playful to celebrate spring. I hope you enjoy this series.


Upside Down and Inside Out

Daddy! Daddy! Let’s play around!
Throw me in the air upside down!
Spin me round and round!

Ok, buddy, up you go,
You’re flying now, its my highest throw!
Now your turning, upside down you go!

Daddy! Daddy! Higher! Throw me up again!

My son, fly high! The highest you’ve been!

Oh, Daddy! Daddy the world’s begun to spin!
My tummy’s feeling a bit outside in,
I’m not sure I can hold it in!

Hold on buddy, it’ll be okay.
You’ve just had too much of all this play,
No more upside down trips today.

Um, Daddy, am I down?
My belly’s still flipping around,
My feet can’t find the ground.

Are you okay, my son?
Perhaps we had too much fun.
It’s time to settle down and be done.

Oops! Oh! That feels better at last,
I guess I just needed to pass,
A little after lunch gas.


Be well,

Monty

T is for… Thief (#AtoZ)

Here is my latest post for the #AtoZChallenge for April 2022. My title and theme for this challenge is “Seriously Silly Poetry” in recognition of April being poetry month and also wanting to do something fun and playful to celebrate spring. I hope you enjoy this series.


Little Boy Thief

originally published in Thirteen Words Volume II

Be well,

Monty

S is for…Sweet Tea (#AtoZ)

Here is my latest post for the #AtoZChallenge for April 2022. My title and theme for this challenge is “Seriously Silly Poetry” in recognition of April being poetry month and also wanting to do something fun and playful to celebrate spring. I hope you enjoy this series.


Sweet Tea

a Golden Shovel from Gertrude Stein’s “Susie Asado”

Boisterous big belly bellows. Sweet!

Grinning wiggly jiggly giggles. Sweet!

Seriously willy nilly sillies. Sweet!

Whoopsie-doozie goofy guffaws. Sweet!

Sweet lord, who spiked the tea so sweet?

Sweet Tea!


Be well,

Monty

R is for…Raindrops (#AtoZ)

Here is my latest post for the #AtoZChallenge for April 2022. My title and theme for this challenge is “Seriously Silly Poetry” in recognition of April being poetry month and also wanting to do something fun and playful to celebrate spring. I hope you enjoy this series.


Raindrops

Plipity, plipity, plop,

Sploosh, plip, splat,

Plipity, sploosh, splosh,

Splat, splosh, sploosh.


Tricklely, sploosh,

Tricklely, sploshity, splash,

Kaplunkity, plop, splat,

Kaplunkity, plunking, plunk.


Cool raindrops

Splashing upon my cheeks

Cleansing away the tear streaks.


Be well,

Monty

Q is for…Questions (#AtoZ)

Here is my latest post for the #AtoZChallenge for April 2022. My title and theme for this challenge is “Seriously Silly Poetry” in recognition of April being poetry month and also wanting to do something fun and playful to celebrate spring. I hope you enjoy this series.


A Question or Two

Papa, may I ask a question of you?

Sure, sweet pea, go ahead I’ve got time for one or two.

Thanks Papa, I’ve got a lot on my mind.

Is that so, sweetie? What answers are you trying to find?

Well, what I’m wondering most about is why?

Why what, my dear? Tell me and I’ll give the answer a try.

Well Papa, I’m wondering why are alligators green?
Is it because they’re so mean?
And why do bears like honey?
Do they trade it for money?
Why are cheetahs so fast?
Are they running away from their past?
And why aren’t donkeys blue?
I think that would be a wonderful hue.
Why are elephant’s noses so long?
Doesn’t that seem a little bit wrong?
And ferrets should be pink,
Like flamingos, don’t you think?
Oh and why are giraffes so tall?
Is it so they can look over the wall?

Sweetie. Sweetie, please hold on a bit.
You’ve got a lot of interesting questions I admit.

Yes, Papa, but I’ve got more questions to ask.
Like why do horses eat hay?
Who made them that way?
And why do iguanas lay eggs?
And have such funny looking legs?
Oh, Papa, can you tell me why jackals chase?
Are they running a race?
And kangaroos with there pouches, why is that so?
Do you know, Papa, do you know?

My dear, My dear, would you hold on a minute?
If you’d ask me one question at a time, I’d answer it.

But Papa, I’m curious why lemurs are so mute?
Well, I’m not sure if they are, but they sure are cute!
Thinking of mice, why do they steal cheese?
Shouldn’t they be polite and say please?
And what’s with the narwhal and its horn?
It’s like a sea creature stuck by a thorn.
Oh and I really must ask why isn’t an octopus a cat?
With pus in the name, shouldn’t it be that?
And penguins are just silly,
Can’t we on this agree?
Why do some people eat quail?
They always taste like chicken without fail.
Speaking of chickens, what’s up with the rooster’s call?
Who said he can wake up us all?


Take a breath little one. Take a breath.
You’ll turn pale if you don’t inhale.

But Papa, don’t you wonder these things too?
I’ve got to ask you even if I turn blue.
Like why do squid have ink?
Do they write down what they think?
And what about turtles, why are they so smart?
They always win the race despite their slow start.
Why don’t they have unicorns in the zoo?
They would sell a lot more tickets if they did. That’s true!
Do vulture’s really eat road kill?
Doesn’t it make their bellies ill?
And walrus’ tusks, are they for fighting?
Seems like they would get in the way of biting.

Okay. Okay. Have you asked all your questions yet?
I’ve got so many answers to get ready set.

Oh, Papa, but I’ve got some more questions in store.
Can I ask a few more?

Let me guess you want to ask me about the xerus?

Well, Papa, yes, please if you were serious.
But I also need to know if I can ride on a yak.
There seems to plenty of room on its back.
And what about the zebra, why not polka-dots?
Stripes are nice but I’d love them with dots.

Are you done now my love? Have your questions run out?
Are you done now my love? You’ve been on quite the route.

Well, Papa, actually I’ve still got some queries
Like why don’t alligators and zebras get married?


Be well,

Monty