Skirt
Iris rise from dark soil, /
dress in a skirt of May rain, /
bloom and fall from light.
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Category Archives: joke by author
Monday morning writing joke: “Strut Your Stuff”
There once was a young writer in France,
Who for the New Year wanted to dance.
To get out of his rut,
Outside he did strut,
But forgot he was wearing no pants.
Filed under 2023, joke, joke by author, limerick, poem, poetry, poetry by author, Poetry by David E. Booker, writing humor
Monday morning writing joke: “It ain’t write, I tell you”
Two writers went to the same doctor’s office on the same day. She told each one he didn’t have long to live.
“It’s awful,” said the first writer. “I’m right in the middle of a novel and she’s only given me six months to live. I’ll never get it finished. What about you?”
“It’s awful for me, too,” said the second writer. “She gave me three years to live.”
“Three years!” the first writer said. “Three years! What’s so awful about that?”
“I write short stories,” the second writer said. “And I’m fresh out of ideas.”
Filed under 2020, joke by author, Monday morning writing joke
Monday morning writing joke: “The Cow Story”
The fox said, pointing to the open field, “Maybe that’s where the cow jumped over the moon. Which brings up the philosophical question: Why did the cow jump over the moon?”
“Because it was trying to avoid the cattle drive.”
“But cows can’t drive,” the fox said.
“Cows can’t fly, either,” said the chicken hurriedly crossing the road.
Filed under 2019, joke by author, Monday morning writing joke
Monday morning writing joke: “Haulage of knowledge”
There once was a writer off for college /
All in the pursuit of higher knowledge. /
The four years they say /
Only got in the way /
And caused a great deal of haulage.
Filed under 2018, joke by author, Monday morning writing joke
Monday (morning) writing joke: “The ride”
A writer and a genie were trapped in a stuck elevator.
Writer: “Can you get us out of this?”
Genie: “Is that your wish?”
Writer, after thinking about: “Maybe we’ll wait.”
They wait two hours. Then three. Then six. Then….
Finally the writer said: “I wish for everybody in this building to have a wish.”
The genie wasn’t sure what he was getting at by that wish, but there was nothing in the rules against wishing everybody in the building have a wish, so he granted it.
The elevator doors immediately opened. But before the writer could step out, the elevator doors slammed shut and the elevator plunged downward, then upward, then crashed through the building and when it finally stopped the elevator doors opened on hell. The flames shot into the elevator, growing larger, brighter, and hotter.
Shaken by the experience, the writer sputtered: “I wish I had never made my wish.”
The slammed shut. The fire was gone, and the elevator was exactly where it had been when the wishing first started.
Eventually the doors were opened and as the writer was helped out, somebody asked him how he had managed to survive over nine hours in such a small space with nothing to do.
The writer smiled: “I’m a writer. Many days I spend my time in a small space where nothing seems to happen. Usually my imagination fills in the gaps. This was more or less a typical day for me.”
Filed under 2018, joke by author, Monday morning writing joke
Monday morning writing joke: “Shocking”
First writer: “Did you hear about the mystery writer whose husband kept asking Alexa for jokes?”
Second writer: “No, what happened?”
First writer: “He was found dead in his bathtub this morning. The police think he was ‘Alexa-cuted.'”
Second writer: “Self-inflicted or murder?”
First writer: “They don’t know, but the police are pretty sure she’ll make book on it.”
Filed under 2018, joke by author, Monday morning writing joke
Monday morning writing joke: “A.M.S.”
A writer walks into a bar on New Year’s Day.
He takes a stool at the bar and says to the bartender, “I’ve been studying on resolutions and how to keep them.”
“And what have you learned?” the bartender asks, bringing the writer a mug of his favorite beer.
“To succeed, a resolution must have three things. It must be achievable. It must be measurable. And it must be sustainable or repeatable.” He finishes the first mug of beer.
“And so what have you decided?” the bartender asks.
“I’ve decided to have another beer. That way, I can start on a resolution that is achievable, measurable, and sustainable. At least as long as the money holds out.”
“And what happens when the money runs out?”
The writer says, “I’m going to write about it to say whether or not it’s true.”
Filed under 2018, joke by author, Monday morning writing joke
Monday morning writing joke: “The right block”
Genie: “You have one wish left.”
The writer thought about it for a few minutes. He looked around the bar. He had already messed up twice and didn’t want to screw up this third wish. Finally, he said, “I want to forget my writer’s block.”
“Is that your wish?”
“Yes, I wish to forget my writer’s block.”
The genie disappeared in a puff of smoke. The writer paid his bill and left the bar, happy to know that he would now be able to write again, once he remembered where he lived.
Filed under 2017, joke by author, Monday morning writing joke
Monday morning writing joke: “The final frontier”
Two writers are working in a room.
The would-be mystery writer keeps scratching her head and staring at her screen as she decides what should happen next.
The struggling science fiction writer repeatedly strikes his computer keyboard with his thumb.
Finally, she looks up and asks: “What are you doing?”
“I keep hitting the space bar,” the guy says, “but I’m still here on Earth.”
Filed under 2017, joke by author, Monday morning writing joke
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