There once was a woman,
Named Sara Harding.
In the year 20-something
her midlife was starting.
Her hair nearly gray
And her mind turned a
Tag: humour
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A poem about hating something, with an unexpected twist.
Stay Inside
A humorous short poem about social isolation, and how introverts are following the rules.
Cliche, Isolate
A poem about boredom, social isolation, and meaningless, positive cliches.
Dear Upstairs Neighbours
A short poem to my upstairs neighbours, who are especially loud during social isolation.
A Pandemic Poem
The sun is so warm
And the tulips in bloom,
But I’m stuck indoors
For the end-of-world gloom.
The “Joy” of Christmas
The joy of Christmas Comes our way, With awkward talks And parents’ dismay, With grandparents asking “Why not visit more?” To which you reply, “this year for sure”. The same twenty questions About school, work and love, “What’s your plans for the future?” None of the above. But finally, turkey, And all the wholesome…
Biking in a “Winter” Netherlands
(To be sung in your head like the classic Christmas song, “Winter Wonderland”) Bike bells ring, are you listening? In the rain, cheese wheels are glistening, a mooi prachtig night, tall ones out tonight, walking in a kerstmis Netherlands. Blown away, by the strong winds, Here to stay, in these flat lands.
Cat on the Tree
Cat on the tree, what are you doing? That tree’s not for you, what’s that you’re chewing?! The lights are all hung, the house all aglow, but where is the cat? Oh no, ohhhh noooo. The ornaments swing, on the branches all nice, and icicle lights, shimmer like ice. But where is that cat, now where has he gone?
The Incredible, Undeniable Enigma of Poutine & Canada
There is much to be said for Canadian’s and their infamous ways. We are somewhat of an enigma to the rest of the world, and especially to our southern neighbours. We live in igloos, we play hockey, we ride polar bears to our day jobs at the maple syrup factory, and our diets subsist of bacon, and this mysterious meal rarely seen outside our own borders: Poutine. We are a majestic and bearded populace, and we have great taste when it comes to beer. Oh, and free healthcare. That’s a thing. The ‘Po