Image: A Yellow headed Amazon
Source: Wikimedia Commons (here)
Sunday Whirl, wordle # 131 with words:
amalgam balance
brick cheat everything fence
gravel mouth nothing notices
tentacles trash vacant
Nothing prepared him for it
Had much faith in good manners
But it crashed like a brick wall
Everything went off balance
The cheat extending the tentacles
An amalgam of slick play-acting
and sweet talking conman juice
A vacant look often times were
the opening gambit before flying
into a rage unbecoming of one
given to trappings of high society
Trash from the mouth were plainly
dirty gravel extending notices of
the muck oozing with profanities
Attempts to fence in the emotions
came to nought and it taught him
a lesson - never
ever bring back
home without prior checking a
talking parrot!
Written for Sunday Whirl Wordle #131 and shared with Open Link Monday at Real Toads
and Poets United's Poetry Pantry #172
Written for Sunday Whirl Wordle #131 and shared with Open Link Monday at Real Toads
and Poets United's Poetry Pantry #172
Great verse Hank, my friend used to have a talking parrot, brought back fond memories.
ReplyDeleteYvonne.
I guess then its better to check the verbal qualities before buying a parrot!!
ReplyDeleteSee, the parrot ratted him out! Instead of expensive camera's, the government should use parrots. (If we had a government, do we still have one? lol) Anyway, thanks for sharing! I really enjoyed the stanza about profanities.
ReplyDeleteThe parrot sure knows how to talk
ReplyDeleteFun description! Our parrot could imitate voices...
ReplyDeleteHank,
ReplyDeleteVery witty and cleverly constructed It certainly proves how it pays to be cautious with speaking and taking note of any listeners!!!
Eileen :)
hahahaha yes dont bring home a talking parrot...they will drive you crazy....smiles.....i imagine he might be on the couch for a while for that one...
ReplyDeletehaha oh it would be kinda fun for a while, then drive me nuts
ReplyDeleteHe may be too elegant to ever say, "Polly wants a cracker."
ReplyDeleteVery nicely written using all those words, Hank. I know you enjoyed writing this.
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Such a fun dancing flurry of words! This is the first poem I've read this morning. I'd say my day's off to a good start!
ReplyDeleteSquawk! Translated it means nice poetry, Hank!!
ReplyDeletever colourful but noisy bird
ReplyDeleteBirds, children . . . I guess you never know who's been listening until you hear it back . . .
ReplyDeleteWell done, Hank.
ReplyDeleteFriends of mine had a parrot who could imitate the telephone, the dog, the cat, the wife and the husband.
K
especially enjoyed that last verse Hank:-)
ReplyDeleteOh, God, Hank, this cracked me up, that last. I was trying to figure out this schmoe and it turned out that, while he IS a schmoe at home, his parrot misses nothing.
ReplyDeleteHaving grown up with those folks on my father's side (snobs, rich), I would have loved to take that parrot to their dinner parties!!! Wicked fun. Amy
Parrots and family get togethers - not a good idea (they may hear things rather left unsaid :)
ReplyDeleteBe cautious what you speak in front of a parrot :) love the ending!!
ReplyDeletesimply oooozing! LOL
ReplyDeleteALOHA from Honolulu
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