Lucid Dreamers Think Outside The Box

Think Rebound

by Rachel Hoyt

image by 2nix via freedigitalphotos.net

Lucidity uncorks my mind,

right when I want to unwind,

just as stresses cease to be,

and, for a moment, I float free.

Then my tormentors appear,

as blank faces or ones held dear,

surrounded by strange scenery,

things I feel but can't quite see.

Once awake, I know the gist,

my gears feel oiled, begin to twist,

form answers where light seemed expired,

to all except why I'm still tired.

Copyright © 2014 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved.

New research on lucid sleep

shows it's truly not as deep

and that it means that that brain can

 solve problems outside its span.

Technorati Tags: Road, Path, Poem, Rhyme, Thoughts, Poetry

The FDA Makes a Move to Ban Trans Fats

Banned Bits

by Rachel Hoyt

 

image by Ohmega1982 via freedigitalphotos.net

Please take them from me.

I cannot resist

The savory flavors,

That sweet death wish twist.

It stings like a bee

But I'm glad they're still buzzing.

I worried the rumors

Were true - truth was fuzzing.

Generally safe

So long as you're too smart

To let manufactured

Lies infest your heart.

No tub gut or waif

Needs them to survive -

Their fates are secured

By the road truth drives.

Copyright © 2013 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved.

The FDA has at long last noticed

that hydrogenated oils should be kicked off the GRAS list.

Technorati Tags: Fat, FDA, Poem, Rhyme, Think, Poetry

If Cascarones Could Talk, What Would They Say?

image by Simon Howden via freedigitalphotos.net

 

 

Dearest cascarone cousin,

 

It's almost my time to crack.

The streets gleefully buzzing.

I'm waiting with my pack.

I was scared to die so soon

until I watched the others

with whom I'd bunked since June

burst into all their colors.

The joy the people show

when crushing us on friends

is such a beautiful glow -

it proves our lives must end.

Or souls yearn to be free

to scatter amongst the crowd.

Our afterlives as confetti

are when we make our species proud.

I hope to get crushed on a hairdo

that was fixed with lots of hairspray.

In fact, if I see someone who

looks good, I may jump today.

I hope you'll leave the shelf behind

someday and join the show.

 

From Fiesta with peace of mind,

 

Cascarone Cowboy, Geronimo

 

 

© 2013 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved

 

 

From China to Italy and Spain,

cascarones have brought joy again and again. 

Thursday Thoughts - The Proof is in the Pudding for Online Dating Research

Packaged Pudding Proof

by Rachel Hoyt

image by noomhh via freedigitalphotos.net

The pudding still provides the proof

although it's now made from a box -

sweet powder created to spoof

the flavors that often flummox.

Scientifically designed

to bring your taste buds lasting joy.

Scientifically refined

to linger like love being coy.

They made the mix, but you still stirred

and added the magic, the love.

Take a lick. The proof is not blurred.

It is just guided from above.

© 2013 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved

Like many other companies these days,

eHarmony has proven the greatness of their ways

with scientific research for which they paid.

Technorati Tags: Science, Research, Prove, Rhyme, Poem, Poetry

Thursday Thoughts - Walmart as a Corporate Example

The Corporate Concept

by Rachel Hoyt

image by janoon028 via freedigitalphotos.net

Business is a basic model

near any mortal could master.

but corporations you must coddle,

plan actions like a wise pastor.

You must know how long it will take

to run others into the ground.

You must take in a big enough rake

to pay fines in gold, by the pound.

You must make jobs seem like the perk,

the lone, precious means to an end.

You must lie every day at work

and (maybe) backstab your best friend.

Keep costs down. Let net worth augment.

Hide profits in loopholes you find.

Keep the money people content.

(They are the thread that could unwind.)

When they find out why things are cheap

and demand quick reparations,

just pay the price and don't say bleep,

hope that ends investigations.

If they tell you to change your ways,

be kinder to those 'down below',

increase how much your buyers pay,

remind them just who runs the show.

If you played all of your cards right,

no one will challenge your brute force,

your children will live rich and light

of duty, doldrums, and remorse.

© 2013 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved.

Walmart got a big slap on the wrist recently,

for some charges to which they (finally) plead guilty.

Technorati Tags: Corporations, Greed, Philosophy, Rhyme, Poem, Poetry

Wacky Word Wednesday - Steatopygous

Steatopygous

by Rachel Hoyt

(stee ah toe pi gus)

 

image by anankkml via freedigitalphotos.net

 

Someone steatopygous

has a rump worthy of a rumpus,

but it's rude to discuss

butts the size of a bus -

(shhh) steatopygous.

© 2013 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved

Thank you, Mosk, for suggesting this word!

It was not one that I had previously heard.

Technorati Tags: Words, Vocabulary, Poem, Rhyme, Steatopygous, Poetry

Friday Fun Day - Crambo aka Bouts Rimés - Scooting

Bouts Rimés means "rhymed ends" in French and is a game or challenge where one person (me) makes a list of rhymed words and others (you) write the lines that end with those rhymes, in the same order in which they were given. It was known as Crambo in English and was quite popular in the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries. Will you help me bring back this hip historical habit?

 

Shelly Seuss of Los Caped Barbarinos

Zoom

Scoot

Dream

Gloom

Moot

Steam

 

Above are the words.

Get writing rhyme nerds!

 

There will be no winner. This is just for fun

and the joy of spreading smiles somewhere to someone.

Wacky Word Wednesday - Solipsistic

Solipsistic

(sol ip sis tic)

 

by Rachel Hoyt

 

image by kookkai_nak via freedigitalphotos.net

 

 

Someone solipsistic

Is beyond narcissistic,

Egocentrically opportunistic,

And selfishly simplistic -

The solipsistic....

 

© 2013 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved.

Every week I rhyme and define a new wacky word.

Come on over to indulge your inner nerd.

And, please let me know of any weird words you've heard.

Technorati Tags: Words, Vocabulary, Poem, Rhyme, Solipsistic, Poetry

Thursday Thoughts - Freedom is Never Free

Smell the Ruses

by Rachel Hoyt

 

image by Stuart Miles via freedigitalphotos.net

 

Yes sir, you are here,

The Land of the Free,

Feel free to do as you please.

We never spank rears,

Or say, "No, Honey."

We accept your soul's inner sleaze.

At each of the stores,

On the town's main drag,

You can buy all that you need:

Rights not to do chores,

To publicly nag,

Or forgo thought when you feed.

It just costs a bit,

To be a glutton,

And we don't take excuses.

Stand up tall, don't spit,

You missed a button -

Now go and smell the ruses.

© 2013 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved.

 

 

I never thought that freedom was free,

but I've seen more proof in the news lately:

CVS fining folks who won't share their health stats

and stores who charge browsers because they think they're brats.

 

 

Technorati Tags: Ruse, Free, Freedom, Poem, Rhyme, Poetry

Friday Fun Day - Crambo aka Bouts Rimés

I think I'll stick with this new game a while.  I've got lots of regular photos and rhymes but few abstract photos ans riddles (and I haven't heard any complaints about the switch).  Bouts Rimés means "rhymed ends" in French and is a game or challenge where one person (me) makes a list of rhymed words and others (you) write the lines that end with those rhymes, in the same order in which they were given. It was known as Crambo in English and was quite popular in the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries.  Will you help me bring back this hip historical habit?

 

I took this photo while wandering the streets of Valencia.  Feel free to use it with your poems.

 

 

 

Tell

Quaintrelle

Swell

Brick

Psychic

Trick

Ton

Jargon

Run

 

Above are the words.

Get writing rhyme nerds!

I'll pick a winner early next week.

Be sure to come back and take a peek

 

Wacky Word Wednesday - Balter

Balter

(ball TUR)

by Rachel Hoyt

image by Ambro via freedigitalphotos.net

I love to balter -

One rarely can falter,

It takes no smooth vaulter,

You just tear off your halter,

And dance wildly, balter.

© 2013 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved.

Every week I rhyme and define a new wacky word.
Come on over to indulge your inner nerd.
And, please let me know of any weird words you've heard.

Technorati Tags: Words, Vocabulary, Poem, Rhyme, Balter, Poetry

Friday Fun Day - Crambo aka Bouts-Rimés

Surprise!  Let's try a new game...  Bouts Rimés means "rhymed ends" in French and is a game or challenge where one person (me) makes a list of rhymed words and others (you) write the lines that end with those rhymes, in the same order in which they were given.  It was known as Crambo in English and was quite popular in the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries.  I think we need to bring back this hip historical habit, so I will post this game when I need a break from rhyming riddles and abstract photography.  I hope you enjoy the change of game!

Trouble

Bubble

Wonders

Blunders

Pop

Stop

Now write me a rhyme!

It's your turn this time.

I'll pick a winner early next week.

Be sure to come back and take a peek.

Wacky Word Wednesday - Uxorious

Uxorious

(uk SORH ee uhs)

by Rachel Hoyt

 

image by africa via freedigitalphotos.net

 

 

A man who is uxorious,

Makes his gal's life luxurious -

Always doting, never furious,

That's the essence of uxorious.

 

© 2013 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved.

Every week I rhyme and define a new wacky word.
Come on over to indulge your inner nerd.
And, please let me know of any weird words you've heard.

 

 

 

Technorati Tags: Words, Vocabulary, Poem, Rhyme, Uxorious, Poetry

Thursday Thoughts - The Evolution of Pranks

The Quip Prank Flow

by Rachel Hoyt

 

image by Stuart Miles via freedigitalimages.net

 

A TPed house,

Or good ding and dash,

Once brought giggles

To innocent lips -

A released mouse,

Or eggcellent bash,

Induced wiggles

In fingertips.

Now pretty things -

Pink flamingos

Or yarn wrapped trees -

are the cool 'rips'.

Now prankster rings

Invent fierce foes,

For celebrities -

Give SWAT Teams tips.

What will come next?

Ghost pranks by text?

Cars with new specs?

Furniture flips?

I miss the past.

This too won't last.

Change happens fast.

Let's hope for quips.

© 2013 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved.


 

 Tom Cruise and Chris Brown both got swatted recently -

a new childish prank that wastes government money.


Technorati Tags: Prank, Swatting, Celebrity, Rhyme, Poetry

 

Read more rhymes by Rachel at her column, Clickety Clack -

poetic news about Santa Barbarians talking back

Thursday Thoughts - On Old and New Treatments for Pain

The Dope Abides

by Rachel Hoyt

 

image by nuchylee via freedigitalphotos.net 

 

From chewing willow twigs,

To swallowing dark swigs of char-

Coal water, vinegar,

Down at the Huckster's Bar - a place

That nostrums often grace;

Wrapped raw onions to face held tight,

Rubbing alcohol, white

Soaked rag sops up the plight, the pain,

Until it burns again.

Pill popping starts up when, cocaine,

And opium gain blame

For addiction, the game they brought

Into our world and ought

To realize what they sought, we crave.

If they say, "Just be brave.

These currents can enslave your gland

To lend a helping hand."

We'll try the potion and... live with

The results - truth or myth -

Knowing the depth and width of mind,

The power that you'll find,

Is quietly resigned, inside -

The dope within abides.

 

© 2013 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved.

There's a new treatment available for pain,

where soft currents hit THE spot in your brain...

 

Technorati Tags: Pain, Treatment, Hurt, Rhyme, Poetry

 

Read more rhymes by Rachel at her column, Clickety Clack -

poetic news about Santa Barbarians talking back

Thursday Thoughts - Ostriches Are The Other Red Meat

Ostracized Meat

by Rachel Hoyt

Oh ostrich, don't hate me,

but I've had an itch lately

for your feathers and leathers,

but my tastebuds won't teather

that with love for your meat -

lean red meat I won't eat!

Yet ostrich, I'm sorry,

to decorate Safari

I will need your plumes and hide,

Though I desire to sustainably abide...

And I bet if you were truthful,

you would wish to feel more useful.

Oh ostrich, I wish,

you were the main dish,

on some scoundrel's plate

so I could blame your fate

on carnivore's taste

and the need to not waste.

Ostrich, can't you see

the Klein Karoo Kooperasie

unintentionally freed

you from tastebud greed

with onomotopea...

Yet are you thankful we don't eat ya?

© 2012 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved

 

 

 

Not poultry or game but currently classified the same,

I wonder if we will ever prefer ostrich to turkey?

I think I would rather give up feathers and leathers

than eat the gorgeous birds for whom I wrote these silly words.
 

 

Technorati Tags: Ostrich, Meat, Leather, Rhyme, Poetry

 

Read more rhymes by Rachel at her column, Clickety Clack -

poetic news about Santa Barbarians talking back

Thursday Thoughts - Mitt Romney's Taxes

image by digitalart via freedigitalphotos.net

 

 

Dear Mitt, King of Tax Evasion,

 

Could you help a gal find a better equation

for lowered middle income tax calculation?

I've got many creative business plans

way better than collecting aluminum cans.

 

Could I get the name of your money man?

Of his abilities, I am a big fan.

I make enough to get taxed quite high.

Perhaps he could help me figure out why.

 

If my boss sent our paychecks through

an offshore fund we invested in with you,

do you think that we could avoid

those deductions that leave us annoyed?

 

(If you promise to have my back

when other citizens say I'm whack

for still expecting Social Security,

then I will consider voting for thee.)

 

I also have side jobs and work as a writer...

Is there a way that income could be taxed a bit lighter?

If I get paid in gold coins, will anyone know?

What do you do with yours so that they don't show?

 

I would really appreciate any help you can give.

I'm just a creative scrapper trying to live.

I write, make candles, work weddings and

have a full time job in this fine, free land.

 

I deserve to keep most of my income, like you.

I won't start my next venture until you tell me what to do.

Perhaps you have a special fund that I could 'work for'?

I await your ideas and more. Sorry if this letter was a bore.

 

May taxation remain crooked until I build my pile!

 

Hopefully yours,

 

Rachel Hoyt

of Rhyme Me a Smile

 

 

© 2012 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved.

Technorati Tags: Mitt Romney, Taxes, Avoid, Rhyme, Poetry

Read more rhymes by Rachel at her new column, Clickety Clack -

poetic news about Santa Barbarians talking back

Wacky Word Wednesday - Cunctator

Cunctator

by Rachel Hoyt

image by healingdream via freedigitalphotos.net

A cunctator

is a procrastinator,

and also a hesitator.

Happier saving all for later

is the cunctator.

© 2012 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved.

Every week I rhyme and define a new wacky word.

Come on over to indulge your inner nerd.

And, please let me know of any weird words you've heard.

Technorati Tags: Words, Vocabulary, Poem, Rhyme, Traduce, Poetry

Thursday Thoughts - Turtle Marriage is Tough Too

Tortoise Photo by Michael Elliott via freedigitalphotos.net

Dear turtley frustrated Bibi and Poldi,

I was saddened to hear that your wedding bliss has turned moldy

and that you're demanding that your future days be lived solely

for thine own pleasure with plenty of private space to treasure

because your marriage has evolved into boring, mundane leisure.

I know you've already endured bits of counseling

and feel your desires have little to no chance of bouncing

back to the early days when your skin glowed

and your love for one another proudly showed...

Yet I can't help but wonder if a reconstructed environment

could somehow help you begin to invent

a new life where you aren't completely alone

and are both happy to call your home?

Perhaps an architect and expert in fung shui

would be the type to guide the way.

What you need is a space that feels totally new,

has space for twosome time and some for just you.

Maybe adopting a "child" would give your relationship new purpose
like the pigs loved by a tiger or the hippo who is friends with a tortoise?
We all need a drastic change of pace sometimes,
but ditching friends and loved ones is like trading lemons for limes.

Turtley sour times shall pass if you're patient a while.

Take care,

Rachel Hoyt
of Rhyme Me a Smile


© 2012 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved.


Technorati Tags: Divorce, Tortoise, Rhyme, Humor, Turtle, Poetry


For more turtle and tortoise news, be sure to visit my other blog: Pokey's Pals.


If you want to read more of my rhymes
based on comments found online,
visit my column at the Santa Barbara Independent sometime.

Monday Fun Day - Lung Love Rhyme Contest

Each year on what would have been

my Grandma Betty's birthday,

I like to invite all of my friends

to participate in rhyme play.

The goal is to encourage smokers

to show more love for their lungs,

and teach children to hate those lung chokers

that many love though they taste like bung.

Last year I had a limerick contest

but this year I'll allow all rhymes.

I will decide which three poems I like best

and award REAL PRIZES of the etsy kind...

RULES:

(1)  Please keep your rhyme to 20 lines or less

and write about how quitting smoking is for the best.

(2)  Post your rhyme in the comments section below

and/or on your blog and use Mister Linky (below) to let us know.

(3)  If you post the rhyme on your blog please share

the link to my contest to help show others there.

(4)  Use my first lines below or write your own.

Know that I prefer you use humor to make your feelings known.

(5)  Enter by midnight on Saturday, April 21st

and please share this post at the sites you socialize most.

PRIZES!!

Three lucky winners will win poetocard subscriptions and coupons

to shop at my etsy shop for themselves, friends or their moms.

1st Prize - Free 1 year Poetocard Subscription plus a 25% off coupon for my etsy shop

2nd Prize - Free 1 year Poetocard Subscription plus a 20% off coupon for my etsy shop

3rd Prize - Free 1 year Poetocard Subscription plus a 15% off coupon for my etsy shop

RHYMES

Without further adieu,

here's some rhymes to help you

get inspired to write a ditty too!

Cheers, quitter!

by Rachel Hoyt

Cheers to you, you quitter!

Try not to look so bitter.

In the long run you'll be fitter...

and possibly a really great knitter?

Cold Turkey

by Rachel Hoyt

I'm not looking back.

(puff, puff, hack, hack)

Although I hear you there

and still smell you on my hair,

I will chose to ignore,

to brave this tough chore,

to avoid a self-induced whack...

(puff, puff, hack, hack)

Puffing Pete

by Rachel Hoyt

Puffing Pete

thought it was neat

to make smoke rings

and set fire to things

until one day a child looked at him and said,

"Sir, halos are coming out of your head.

I think that means you're nearly dead."

poems above © 2012 Rachel Hoyt.  All rights reserved.

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