[Victoria Delsoul]

Wow, what a wonderful thread. I didn't know about it. Thanks for the ping, Snippy.

Excellent idea, bentfeather. Well, I don't know about posting the Sunday poem, Snippy. I wrote this poem the other day so I'll post it here, hehe.

As the McClintock fire burns in their eyes,
Their sanctimonious voices rise,
Expressing their nature both mean and tame,
They know Tom… a spoiler would remain.
Thus "Governor Bustamente!" they would gladly endorse,
No RINOs permitted, as if they are worse!

They'd rather lose badly than swallow their pride,
Their anger and frustration will the GOP divide,
In their unrealistic vision it best deceives,
The same Tombots' speech its thunderous voice gives.

O the noise, their gestures, their looks, their wrath!
Twelve percent loses - don't Tombots know math?
Knowing that Tom cannot win, but he sure spoil
The GOP's best hope in California would then foil.

[Soaring Feather]

Thank you Victoria for posting your poem here.

It is good work.

Thanks for the compliments regarding the thread.

[SAMWolf]

I don't know squat about poetry, but that wasn;t too bad. I could understnad it anyway LOL!

Here's one that was posted on another thread that I thought was pretty good.

Trudeau/Chretien Legacy



They tried to name the highest mountain after Trudeau,

And to change the name of Toronto but that’s not true though,

They then tried to call Mirabel Airport after him,

Diverted for Dorval just to show that Liberals are dim.

And the people of Quebec all bowed down and then cheered,

Like they were supposed to except that many of them leered,

It’s part of the Trudeau/Chretien/Charter legacy you see,

But Quebec never signed his Charter – they never did agree.

Which is why there’s hope for Canada yet but we missed it,

We should find out what Quebec wants and get it listed,

A referendum/recall law with no politician names,

On buildings, mountains, marinas, airports or bingo games

James Bredin

[snippy_about_it]

Wow Victoria, I'm impressed! Political poetry. LOL!

I wrote a haiku (now that's funny) on the plane ride home tonight. Here ya go:

truth born out by light
contemptible comments made
poetic justice

[Soaring Feather]

I just re-read your poem. It has good rhyme.