Submissions by Wafflenose (Ellie)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
KALEIDOSCOPE: Poems about life in its glorious technicolour (2022); AWAITING THE DAWN: Poems of hope for life's journey (2023); Both available on Amazon UK, US and Worldwide.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
Yesterday 9:20pm
Yesterday 9:20pm
Newsflash!
Easter Monday,
twenty-first of fourth, twenty twenty-five;
the Pope has passed in Rome
hours after celebrating Jesus being alive.
The news reports are moving—
people from around the globe paying tribute
to a man they say was good and humble.
As I've been writing codes and puzzles,
my brain began to rumble.
So here we have a puzzle poem
for a city named Rome—
it's a bit of maths
that you can do at home.
Some words within this poem
contain a Roman numeral;
spot the numbers, total them,
and maybe wear a humeral!
twenty-first of fourth, twenty twenty-five;
the Pope has passed in Rome
hours after celebrating Jesus being alive.
The news reports are moving—
people from around the globe paying tribute
to a man they say was good and humble.
As I've been writing codes and puzzles,
my brain began to rumble.
So here we have a puzzle poem
for a city named Rome—
it's a bit of maths
that you can do at home.
Some words within this poem
contain a Roman numeral;
spot the numbers, total them,
and maybe wear a humeral!
#city
#religion
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th Apr 2025 10:32pm
20th Apr 2025 10:32pm
An additional puzzle
Take a cubed number 'tween one and nine,
then cube THAT one... go on, you'll be fine!
Subtract this: (four times seven),
÷ by two, then eleven;
write your total down, then put this sign: ÷
For the next part, we'll start with a four.
Find its square root, then add on one more.
Cube your total; take two;
add both digits, then you
have the next part of what is in store!
I'm sorry if this has been tough—
we don't do much maths off-the-cuff!
Just put LARGE over SMALL
(it's division, that's all!);
first four digits...
then cube THAT one... go on, you'll be fine!
Subtract this: (four times seven),
÷ by two, then eleven;
write your total down, then put this sign: ÷
For the next part, we'll start with a four.
Find its square root, then add on one more.
Cube your total; take two;
add both digits, then you
have the next part of what is in store!
I'm sorry if this has been tough—
we don't do much maths off-the-cuff!
Just put LARGE over SMALL
(it's division, that's all!);
first four digits...
#limerick
#rhyming
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Apr 2025 5:32pm
19th Apr 2025 5:32pm
What am I?
Hello again!
We've met before.
Do you remember me?
Let me introduce you to my world.
I love a good paradox!
Ladies first;
females take priority
but women need to wait for the men!
Children can go on ahead of them all.
After all,
first isn't first
and last isn't last.
The future will appear quite soon
and the past is now behind me;
however, time sometimes works in mysterious ways!
Today, I am close to tomorrow
but far from yesterday.
Not withstanding its name,
the weekend falls in the middle...
We've met before.
Do you remember me?
Let me introduce you to my world.
I love a good paradox!
Ladies first;
females take priority
but women need to wait for the men!
Children can go on ahead of them all.
After all,
first isn't first
and last isn't last.
The future will appear quite soon
and the past is now behind me;
however, time sometimes works in mysterious ways!
Today, I am close to tomorrow
but far from yesterday.
Not withstanding its name,
the weekend falls in the middle...
#mystery
#PowerOfWords
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Apr 2025 3:44pm
18th Apr 2025 3:44pm
Illegible bells (calculator fun)
Shoes ooze goos,
He sees bees,
zoos lose booze.
she gees lees.
Hogs hobble,
geese gobble,
bills boggle,
gills goggle.
Oh ho ho,
so I go!
Solos sigh,
logos lie.
Obese oboes gliss,
hello, hobos - bliss!
Lobbies lob,
hobbies hob,
glosses gloss,
bosses boss.
He is eligible,
else less legible!
Eggshell sells
illegible bells.
Sieges siege,
lieges liege...
seize Belize!
He sees bees,
zoos lose booze.
she gees lees.
Hogs hobble,
geese gobble,
bills boggle,
gills goggle.
Oh ho ho,
so I go!
Solos sigh,
logos lie.
Obese oboes gliss,
hello, hobos - bliss!
Lobbies lob,
hobbies hob,
glosses gloss,
bosses boss.
He is eligible,
else less legible!
Eggshell sells
illegible bells.
Sieges siege,
lieges liege...
seize Belize!
#funny
#PowerOfWords
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STORY POEM
Published
17th Apr 2025 2:18pm
17th Apr 2025 2:18pm
Where am I?
In my dreams, I am flying.
Almost weightless; feeling free.
I find the small entrance to the vast unknown.
Hesitating for a moment,
my likeness remains on the periphery
frozen in time on the edge of the horizon.
My body floats, then falls,
rushing and accelerating.
An immense force pulls me taut
like a piece of spaghetti.
I hurtle, feet-first, through the darkness,
because somebody has turned out the light.
It's chaotic in here; crushing and stifling.
Am I speeding up or slowing down?
All I know is that I'm...
Almost weightless; feeling free.
I find the small entrance to the vast unknown.
Hesitating for a moment,
my likeness remains on the periphery
frozen in time on the edge of the horizon.
My body floats, then falls,
rushing and accelerating.
An immense force pulls me taut
like a piece of spaghetti.
I hurtle, feet-first, through the darkness,
because somebody has turned out the light.
It's chaotic in here; crushing and stifling.
Am I speeding up or slowing down?
All I know is that I'm...
#dreams
#myself
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Apr 2025 9:13pm
16th Apr 2025 9:13pm
Univocalic (U): Fluffy Wuffy Bunny and the compulsory-fun Easter egg hunt
Sunny sky - sun, cumulus;
Lush, bushy suburbs; tumulus.
Up, up, up... bunny jumps; susumus.
"Hurry up!" blurts Fluffy Bunny.
"Try my fun pud hunt!"
Bunny's chums shrug numbly.
"Hurry hurry, Punky Puppy!"
Punky Puppy jumps up, runs - rumbly tummy!
"Try my fun pud hunt!" blurts Fluffy Wuffy, Cuddly Wuddly Bunny.
Punky Puppy gulps purply plums, gummy flumps.
Gulp, gulp... BURP!
"Hurry hurry, scurry scurry, Plucky Ducks!"
Plucky Ducks jump up, run... yum yum, munch...
Lush, bushy suburbs; tumulus.
Up, up, up... bunny jumps; susumus.
"Hurry up!" blurts Fluffy Bunny.
"Try my fun pud hunt!"
Bunny's chums shrug numbly.
"Hurry hurry, Punky Puppy!"
Punky Puppy jumps up, runs - rumbly tummy!
"Try my fun pud hunt!" blurts Fluffy Wuffy, Cuddly Wuddly Bunny.
Punky Puppy gulps purply plums, gummy flumps.
Gulp, gulp... BURP!
"Hurry hurry, scurry scurry, Plucky Ducks!"
Plucky Ducks jump up, run... yum yum, munch...
#animals
#food
#funny
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STORY POEM
Published
15th Apr 2025 5:57pm
15th Apr 2025 5:57pm
Univocalic (O)
Downtown Toronto,
shop front on dodgy block hosts groovy show.
How jolly!
Forty boho hobos, long of tooth,
toot obos, hoot horns,
clonk gongs, bop bongos.
Two bozos on obos of wood do solos—
two old boys on form!
Dozy hobos forgot words to songs
or how to hold gongs.
Horns now honk. OW!
How folky.
Boozy old hobo on bongos looks lost.
Bozo who owns dowdy wool hoody
flogs lots of goods
(CDs, on mono only - no promo!).
Now, no stock.
Odd-socks...
shop front on dodgy block hosts groovy show.
How jolly!
Forty boho hobos, long of tooth,
toot obos, hoot horns,
clonk gongs, bop bongos.
Two bozos on obos of wood do solos—
two old boys on form!
Dozy hobos forgot words to songs
or how to hold gongs.
Horns now honk. OW!
How folky.
Boozy old hobo on bongos looks lost.
Bozo who owns dowdy wool hoody
flogs lots of goods
(CDs, on mono only - no promo!).
Now, no stock.
Odd-socks...
#morality
#music
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Apr 2025 9:41pm
14th Apr 2025 9:41pm
Univocalic (I): Gym Tricks
I spy its sign:
'MISSISSIPPI GYM. TRY GYM TRICKS!
Bring drink; bring gym kit'.
I think I'll visit it!
I spy kids sprinting, flipping, twisting!
In pink, girl child swings;
high flight; flippy twist; stick!
First trick: I climb.
I swing—
skin rips!
I try rings.
Cling, swing; fix limbs still.
Flip... SIT!
Sigh.
I'm trying!
This fit kid sprints;
sticks his skills;
shifts his limbs;
flick, twist.
I might try twisting.
I sprint. I twist my hips.
PING! In pit.
Sprint, twist, spring, twist! ...
'MISSISSIPPI GYM. TRY GYM TRICKS!
Bring drink; bring gym kit'.
I think I'll visit it!
I spy kids sprinting, flipping, twisting!
In pink, girl child swings;
high flight; flippy twist; stick!
First trick: I climb.
I swing—
skin rips!
I try rings.
Cling, swing; fix limbs still.
Flip... SIT!
Sigh.
I'm trying!
This fit kid sprints;
sticks his skills;
shifts his limbs;
flick, twist.
I might try twisting.
I sprint. I twist my hips.
PING! In pit.
Sprint, twist, spring, twist! ...
#LifeStruggles
#sports
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Apr 2025 11:44pm
13th Apr 2025 11:44pm
Univocalic (E)
Remember the December weekend
when we went There?
We were free!
Bed; sleep; zen!
Yet...
extreme freeze!
We were very peeved.
Trees were bent by the breeze;
the cement, the green—
deep sheet; gentle sheen.
Brr!
Where's my vest?
The vestments? The helmets?
Tremble, freeze, eek!
Remedy: expend restless, excess energy.
Flex feet, flex knees;
exert selves.
Deep freeze.
Breeze between zephyr, vent.
Help!
Hey! New jeep!
Wheels repel elements.
Whee!
Where we...
when we went There?
We were free!
Bed; sleep; zen!
Yet...
extreme freeze!
We were very peeved.
Trees were bent by the breeze;
the cement, the green—
deep sheet; gentle sheen.
Brr!
Where's my vest?
The vestments? The helmets?
Tremble, freeze, eek!
Remedy: expend restless, excess energy.
Flex feet, flex knees;
exert selves.
Deep freeze.
Breeze between zephyr, vent.
Help!
Hey! New jeep!
Wheels repel elements.
Whee!
Where we...
#PowerOfWords
#storm
#wind #winter
#wind #winter
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Apr 2025 4:35pm
12th Apr 2025 4:35pm
Univocalic (A)
What a warm day!
Carry a damp bag;
hang a damp wash.
Stand back.
A small black cat ran past;
at a grassy patch, sat.
Had a play—
paws at that wash:
bat, tap and pat at wash.
Bat bat bat!
Tap tap tap!
Pat pat pat!
Cat back.
Glad small black cat
sat at path!
Brash, gallant cat can dash
past hatch!
Ha ha!
Salaam!
A snack?
Cat sat and drank,
had a raw snack,
and a pat,
and a wash;
crazy lass!
At last,
cat back at that...
Carry a damp bag;
hang a damp wash.
Stand back.
A small black cat ran past;
at a grassy patch, sat.
Had a play—
paws at that wash:
bat, tap and pat at wash.
Bat bat bat!
Tap tap tap!
Pat pat pat!
Cat back.
Glad small black cat
sat at path!
Brash, gallant cat can dash
past hatch!
Ha ha!
Salaam!
A snack?
Cat sat and drank,
had a raw snack,
and a pat,
and a wash;
crazy lass!
At last,
cat back at that...
#animals
#cats
#PowerOfWords
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STORY POEM
Published
11th Apr 2025 10:31pm
11th Apr 2025 10:31pm
Homophonically speaking
Do you remember those days that past in a daze;
those nights when, like a knight, you swept me up in your arms?
After dessert, we'd watch as our friends would desert the dance floor.
We whirled around, you and me, alone in our own little world.
It didn't take two too much effort to tango back in those days -
through our youth, when we threw our most elaborate moves.
Our hearts and souls connected through the soles of our feet.
Here and now, I hear that familiar musical strain, curling around my ears
and I wonder whether we could weather an impromptu...
those nights when, like a knight, you swept me up in your arms?
After dessert, we'd watch as our friends would desert the dance floor.
We whirled around, you and me, alone in our own little world.
It didn't take two too much effort to tango back in those days -
through our youth, when we threw our most elaborate moves.
Our hearts and souls connected through the soles of our feet.
Here and now, I hear that familiar musical strain, curling around my ears
and I wonder whether we could weather an impromptu...
#dance
#love
#memories #nostalgia
#memories #nostalgia
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Apr 2025 9:40pm
10th Apr 2025 9:40pm
Fib... onacci
Lies.
Truth.
Which one?
Does anybody know?
Is truth an absolute phenomenon,
always valid, unchanging, for all, regardless of context?
Or is it a relative, shifting complexity, dependent on one's beliefs and viewpoint?
I searched for the answer in something reliable - mathematics -
figuring that shapes and calculations are facts, and figures do not lie;
only for points of reference to change,
in such realms as imaginary numbers and non-Cartesian geometry.
What was true in three-dimensional...
Truth.
Which one?
Does anybody know?
Is truth an absolute phenomenon,
always valid, unchanging, for all, regardless of context?
Or is it a relative, shifting complexity, dependent on one's beliefs and viewpoint?
I searched for the answer in something reliable - mathematics -
figuring that shapes and calculations are facts, and figures do not lie;
only for points of reference to change,
in such realms as imaginary numbers and non-Cartesian geometry.
What was true in three-dimensional...
#lies
#philosophical
#TruthOfLife
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