NaPoWriMo Day 29: Rychard Carrington – Tribute

We welcome back Rychard Carrington singing the praises of food and he invites you to praise whatever you want for today’s Napowrimo poem.

The music of life

The music of life

How much mashed potato will I eat before I die?
Have I yet to consume a thousand pies?
What quantity of raspberry ripple ice cream?
How many pears, how many peas?

If food be the music of life,
Let’s listen to the music of food.

Baked beans with pepper on the beans,
Kitkats, bananas and buns,
Toad in the hole and spotted dick,
Pizzas and king prawn pathia.

The Lord gave us music, food and love,
And the greatest of these is food.

Branston pickle, apple crumble,
Salad in glass salad bowls,
Mars bars and tomato soup,
Yoghurt and profiteroles

Yes, love of food is music.
Eat on.

Some of us alas have eaten our last cheese pancake,
Will bite into roast parsnips no more.

Love, music and food,
Each pretty good,
But the greatest of these is food.

Yet oh, human race, the amount of muesli we will eat collectively
Will not be infinite,
How long before the ice caps melt
And we all drown,
Alongside our hash brownies and fried bread?

Will Daddy’s Sauce and tartare stand forlorn,
With no beings left to apply them to scampi?

So come on everybody,
Join Extinction Rebellion,
Exercise between meals,
And don’t eat absent-mindedly.

Rychard Carrington

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NaPoWriMo Day Eight: Rychard Carrington – Be emotional and original

Today we welcome back Richard Carrington who invites you to describe emotions using unusual imagery.

Emotions

Write a poem about emotions without using any weather or sky imagery. The more unusual the imagery the better. Parts of the body encouraged, except ‘eyes’ and ‘heart’. 

Weather Imagery Moratorium

Here comes the sun, temporarily.
It’s not going to stick around forever, you stupid idiot.
Rain, wind, clouds etc., they’re all like that,
They come and then they go.
Summer, autumn, winter, spring follow each other with dull predictability.
There’s day and then there’s night,
The sun rises and then sets,
The moon waxes and then wanes.
Meanwhile in Lidl the price of Vitalite margarine has gone up 15p,
But you can buy three tubs for the price of two.

Like the sun you make me wear protection.
Like the ocean you’re wobbly and vast.
Like the wind you’re a bloody nuisance, frankly.
Like the moon American men landed on you in the 1970s.

Rhyme your eyes with skies if you must,
But what about pies?
Steak and gravy,
Stilton and garlic,
Chicken with white wine,
Mmmm.
Any two for £4.49.

Rychard Carrington

Rychard Carrington resides near the shops. His poems are relatively popular in the east and west, relatively unpopular in the north and south.

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NaPoWriMo Day 13: Rychard Carrington – Irregular rhyme

To rhyme or not to rhyme? Maybe a bit of both. Rychard Carrington invites you to experiment with irregular rhyme for today’s NaPoWriMo prompt. See Rychard’s irregular rhyming poem below.

Family in a car

Daddy’s at the driving wheel,
Mummy sitting next to him,
Children on the back seat.
Oh, it’s a family in a car.

Mummy passes the sweeties,
Children say ‘thank you, Mummy’,
Daddy says ‘ta’.
How very nice,
It’s a family in a car.

Whence are they heading?
Will they score a birdie,
A bogie or a par?
We’ll find out, won’t we?
The family in a car.

God, on his lap,
Will unravel a map,
A direction for them to travel.
The family in a car.

Ma, you’re a star,
Pa, you’re a star,
Children, you should go far.
Hats off, humanity,
To the family in a car.

Rychard Carrington,
February 2022

Rychard Carrington is a human being. He lives 150 yards from the Irish Sea. He has written poems in the morning, afternoon, evening and night. He is a former landlord of Patrick Widdess.

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