The Friday Fling Reads and Writes About Signs of the Times!
Friday Fling #155 November 18th 2011
We all like to think we have some ability to predict the future based on what is happening in the present and what happened in the past. Many people have been aying these are “trying times.”
What are the important signs of the times? What do they tell you about the future? Monorhyme as much as you can!
A monorhyme is a poem which sticks to the same rhymescheme throughout. That is the last word of each line rhymes with the other last words. Such as:
A sign of the times
written in rhymes
needs no mimes
or bad word crimes.
The first line primes,
the next one climbs.
You think at times
you’ll run out of rhymes.
Copyright November 14th 2011 RGD
This week the Friday Fling does monorhymes about signs of the times!
Be sure to save times to read and comment unmimingly on your fellow pals’ monorhymes. Then go follow your personal signs of the times this weekend!
Fickle Finger of Fate Award for November 11h
Congratulations Jon!
Welcome everyone to the Friday Fling! There are many signs of the times. What are the ones you read most easily or believe are most important? Take keyboard in hand and monorhyme about it! Be sure to be creative and have Friggin Fabulous Friday Fun!
Here is a monorhyme by Sonnet Diva (Lori) Thank you Lori for your great contribution!
Unrest A Sign Of The Times
Most everywhere we see the signs
As the unsilent majority combines
More people in unemployment and food bank lines
We watch our economy spiral then decline
Too much government spending undermines
Our way of life it does so confine
All while Wall Street does nothing but whine
Bail outs for those greedy shrines
Upon them we should place heavy fines
Corrupt greed is so defined
Stick it to the consumer their motto aligns
Sonnet Diva
From TV Stations to Playstations
Many years ago for recreation
The youth watched cartoon animation
Saturday morning on every station
Then came the first game creation
Played on a screen with great fascination
Pong that entertained nation to nation
Changing over to Atari for recreation
Years later Nintendo enthused with adoration
Of Mario and Luigi in the 80’s generation
For the traveling youth on vacation
Hand held Gameboys became a fascination
Keeping a high level of motivation
Game systems always changing with new inspirations
Year after year and then the Playstation
When Wii was a must for a large population
It was hard to find causing much aggravation
1,2, and now 3 in Playstation
It keeps adding and advancing with new inspirations
Michelle R. King
11-17-11
occupy a square
if you dare
trying to share
about what you care
1% wealth isn’t fare
99% is every were
JT 1111
so very true, JT…. Great monorhyme!
Well went to find a sign Hope I am doing this right..Had to come and say hi Missing Bob on other nights:) :groovy: Pray all is well :love: :love: :love:
Changing School Lunches
Home cooked meals were in the school lunch
With a homemade cookie to give it a crunch
But times are changing in the school lunch
We are going to include a morning brunch
With many fruit juices but away with fruit punch
No more deep fried fries that had more crunch
And going to baked fries in the school lunch
Fresh veggies and fruit and grapes in a bunch
A sub bar with choices for students to scrunch
From home cooked to frozen and now breakfast and lunch
Everything is starting to change a bunch
Michelle R. King
Well the times sure are changin’ fast
Everyone is busily rearrangin’ the past
savoring the best memories for last
But it seems the die has been cast
So run the white flag up the mast
Yesterday was a such a blast
Today is stormy and overcast
Time moves so awfully fast
All I want is the days now passed
Each time of year has its clear signs.
Read the trends between the lines.
Wild turkeys cower under pines.
Guests arrive dressed to the nines.
In the kitchen the cook shines
While in the parlor family pines.
Now and then old Rover whines.
Dreams of turkey meat on tynes
Upon which their deep hunger dines,
Washed down with egg nogs, beers and wines
Held in glasses, mugs and steins.
Things are improving in foreign relations
As China and us begin negotiations
If you are gonna screw us kiss us first
Then we’ll bend over as you do your worst
Obama’s rethinking gay marriage now
thanks to a peck from President Hu Jintao
Only thing came ta me mind at moment is this fer now – will try and come up wit sum later !!!!! Please enjoy … Hugs
Are this !!!!!!!
SIGNS OF MY TIMES
What is time
Dont think its mine
I dont have a sign
And I cant git it to rhyme
Time of the sign
I dont have the time
If it would just rhyme
I would be outta my mine
I can never git any thing right on time
Wit me I but always run outta of dimes
And I never have enough mine
To fit in any rhymes
So there ya have it my lines
And they aint on time
See I ran outta dimes
And I dont know how ta rhyme
Written By: Bettie Davis ——————————- © November 18 , 2o11
Hi Michelle and Bob…running out of time tonight, but here is a quick one…thumbs up left for all the wonderful writes! :love:
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Sign of the Times
A heartfelt lament
A poem in American Sign Language
By a Finnish Deaf Rap Artist
Sung in English
In memory of a Deaf girl from New Zealand
Who he had met in Spain
Posted here by an Aussie
For an International audience
Powerful theme and challenge. All such wonderful poetry posted.
hope you like!!!
signs hhahha!!!
song by Smashing Pumpkins!
is everyone afraid?
is everyone ashamed?
they’re running towards their holes, to find out
apocalyptic means are lost among our dead
a message to our friends to get out
there’s wages on this fear
oh so clear
depends on what you’ll pay to hear
they’re bound to kill us all
in whitewashed halls
their jackals lick their paws
please don’t stop
it’s lonely at the top
these lonely days
when will they ever stop?
this doomsday clock ticking in my heart
not broken
i love life every day
in each and every way
Kafka would be proud, to find out
i’m certain of the end
it’s the means that has me spooked
it takes an unknown truth to get out
i’m guessing i’m born free, silly me
i was meant to beg from my knees
please don’t stop
it’s lonely at the top
these lonely days
when will they ever stop?
this doomsday clock ticking in my heart
these lonely days when will they ever stop?
we gotta dig in, gas masks on
wait in the sunshine, all bug-eyed
if this is living?
sakes alive!
well then they can’t win
no one survives
is everyone afraid?
you should be ashamed
apocalyptic screams
mean nothing to the dead
kissing that ‘ol sun
to know all there is
come on, last call
you should want it all
ah, it’s lonely at the top
these lonely days
when will they ever stop
this doomsday clock ticking in my heart
these lonely days
when will they ever stop
this ticking in my heart
is everyone afraid?
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here is another
Children Killing Children
Parents Killing Children
Children Killing Parents
For these are the days
It was definitely fun trying this form . . . .
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FOR GOODNESS SAKE . . . .
So much at stake,
for goodness sake,
and so many on the take,
keeping me wide awake
and my mood so hard to shake.
Money difficult to make,
can’t even tell the real from fake
causing my head to throb and ache.
So, Politicians, hear the pleas we make.
Just give us a break,
for goodness sake!
(c) barbara kausteklis 11-18-11
So sorry I’m late…but enjoying this blog Bob and Michelle!!!
I had to help feed the kiddies dinner tonight so I got caught up with family time!
But here’s my poem and I hope you like it!!
Jon
Alone III Dine… & Feeelin Fine…
As III Listen Tooo Peeeps Whine…
Suns Tooo Hot As It Doth Shine…
Its Tooo Bright & It Does Blind…
HOT COLD YOUNG OLD For Within Nooo Friend III Find…
Nooo Ones Real Or Even Kind…
Ropes Tooo Tight Bonds Dost Bind…
III Dont Mind… Signs Of Th_ Time…
That Weee Wont Hafta Stand In Line…
& III Wont Beee Left Behind…
Nooo Lov Lost Tooo Pine…
In Th_ End Alll Rhythms Willl Rhyme…
As Factual Matters Are Resigned…
Weee Alll Hav AAA Short Window Of Innuendo & Signs Of Th_ Time…
Written Byyy g.T ~
® ™ © Within…
Da Fat Ladys Won ~
Keeep On Reachin Fo Dat Next Rung ~(C.P.C)
Make It Ur Goal While Ur Still Young
Everyday Isss Special… Lwet’s Have Sum Fun
Gotta Keeep It Movin & Grooovin ~ Til Our Days Are Done…
Lwets Toast AAA Cheeer…Wit AAA Beer Da Party’s Just Begun…
Never Too Old To Bite & Naw Off Yer Tongue
The Fat Lady Hasn’t Sung Til You Slip Her Da Tongue.
Then She’lll Feeel & Want Her Sum
Still Have Dis Song In Myyy Head Dats Unsung
To Make Sure Ur Part Of Every Friday Fling Flung
It’s Nut Da Best Time Tooo Start Actin Licka Nun
Now Da Cows Oven Has An Oversize Bun ~
As You Run From Th_ Father Wit AAA Big Double Barrel ShotGun ~
Gotta Learn Tooo Calll Her Hun ~
Moral Ofda Story Has Nooo Pun ~
Showed Her Ur Moon Instead of Da Sun ~
Then You’lll Beee Her Toool & Foool !!!
Don’t Lwet Her On Top As Sheee Weighs AAA Ton ~
Nooo One Tooo Blame Ur Da Only One !!!
That Hast Lost…At What Cost ???
For Da Fat Lady’s Won !!!
Lines Collabs w/ C.P.C’s Saturday Line Share
(Michelle K)(Silver Lining)(Angel Love)(Detox)
(Diane)(Glenn)(Mary)(Scotorum)(A-Rhodi) Alooong Wit Bump & g.T ~
® ™ © Within…
Crazy paper prophet peddlers standing on the street
And they’re offering smiles & pamphlets to everyone they meet
Look closely at their message, can’t you see it in their eyes
If their not on some kind of drugs, they MUST be hypnotised
Don’t believe in witchcraft, you ain’t seen no UFO’s
Take a look out your back door, you can’t see past your nose
With nuclear fusion & war killing machines
Now my drinking water’s turned a nasty shade of green
Richter breaking earthquakes, oceans set to rise
Rulers in high places, deceiving with their lies.
Mockings from the left of stage, hypocrisies on the right
Days are dark & darker, indeed it’s almost night.
They spend billions on new weapons in this modern age of man
Can land a man upon the moon and still not give a damn
About children dying painful deaths in a foreign land
While bloated Nations in decadence seek to only increase their hand.
Whether servant, maid or beggar man, your state is just the same
If you do not have enough, then it’s you who is to blame
Take with force what you desire, without fear or favour & ascend
Partake with indifference the role of delivering this world to it’s fiery end
Can you see the Signs of the Times? Can you read in between the lines? ~ Michael