The Donna: A Girl Named Donna

This poem is a part of the poetic ‘scavenger hunt’ designed by @murisopsis from A Different Perspective. This time the theme is Names, as in poetic forms that feature a name (e.g. one of the prompts is to write a poem in the form of “Amandas Pinch” — a form I’ve personally never heard of before). There are thirteen prompts in total so this is more manageable then a daily commitment challenge. Check out all the prompts and the way it works here and join in if your up for some poetic puzzling. Enjoy!


Prompt 2

Write a poem using the form The Donna or write an ode to a woman named Donna.

A Different Perspective

The Donna is a syllabic Limerick and is intended to be witty/fun. It’s comprised of any number of quintains with lines 8/6/4/4/6 syllables and rhyming xabba, xcddc, etc. Full rules here.

A Girl Named Donna

Once there was a girl named Donna
She lived across the street
I had a crush
My heart was mush
Hoping to some day meet.

Then I saw her in the window
Dancing to her own beat
Naked and free
For me to see
Everything but her feet.

The sight made me very dizzy
My belly felt so odd
What a feeling
All from seeing
Donna’s hot dancing bod.

The next day her house stood empty
She’d moved away that night
Oh, how I cried
Couldn’t stop, I tried
I prayed for one more sight.

Then arrived a big moving van
Out popped a cute red head
My heart beat rushed
I felt quite flushed
And all I saw was Red.


This is my first time writing a Limerick. Another light hearted (and a bit silly) one. I summoned my teenage boy self. It was fun to figure out how to keep it short and snappy.


Be well,

Monty


A to Z Book Launch & Give-a-Way: Updated with Winner (#AtoZ)

I’ve had a blast with this years #AtoZChallenge and my theme of “Seriously Silly Poetry”. And the response from all of you has been amazingly supportive. To celebrate, I’ve compiled the series into a beautiful 100-page book, which I’ve dedicated to the child in all of us. Also, I’m going to give one copy away randomly to one of you that comment on this post*. Thank you for all of your encouragement.



Link to Buy


*The book give-a-way will be either paperback or e-book (choice of the receiver) and can either sent to the “winner” or anyone of their choice as a gift of silly love. We’ll figure out the logistics when we get to that point. I’ll select the “winner” on 9am May 4th (China Standard Time).

UPDATE

Based on random* selection, I’m happy to announce that murisopsis from A Different Perspective is the winner of the book give-a-way. Congratulations! I’ll be in touch so that we can figure out the logistics. I hope you enjoy your copy of “Apples Eating Zebras and other seriously silly poetry”.


Be well,

Monty

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