The Orange Fox: a limerick
There once was an orange fox so sly Who barked like a dog to the sky, On the rooftop he stood, Where the chimneys were good, And confused all the neighbours nearby
A Daisy stays Closed up in the Rain: a symetrelle
You think I should open my petals? you’re crazy! I am not in the mood; anyway, I’m lazy It ain’t the day to open up, poor daisy The weather’s bad. There’s no sun! And it’s hazy
Cold: a minute poem
I have a fever in my head And fear with dread My nose won’t stop Drip dripping drop
The Wraith in a Yellow Coat: a poem
A dark wraith in a yellow hood Stood by a tree in a shadowed wood; He was once a mariner who sailed at sea A valiant sailor, sailing wild and free.
There was a Young Lady from Spain: a limerick
There was a fine young Lady from Spain, Who was ‘muy grandiosa’ and vain, She didn’t like her facet, And wanted to replace it, with another countenance less plain.
Write a Poem a Day: NapoWriMo poetry challenge
Write a Poem a Day: NaPoWriMo poetry challenge
Hope is… a poem
I wrote my poem HOPE IS in response to this week’s W3 Prompt #48: Wea’ve Written Weekly, where the Poet of the Week is Kerfe. Who prompts us to write a poem that begins with Hope is… Kerfe’s prompt guidelines •Emily Dickinson famously wrote a poem that begins with the line: ‘Hope is the thing…
The Sun Abandons London: a pantoum poem
Where’s the London sun gone? Where’s it set? Why did it abandon us? Where’d it go? The rain is falling, the streets are wet. It has rained all day, y’know.
Nimbostratus, Knight of Nature’s Wrath: an acrostic poem
The poem expresses to some extent my fear of Global Warming’s imminent threat to the planet.
King Richard II’s Ode to his Handkerchief
King Richard II is alone in his castle prison cell. He is dying. He sings an ode into his handkerchief.