I did a fumble
And then a stumble,
And followed this with
A forward tumble,
I think I’ll rest here
Now on my bumble.
© Susan Joy Clark 2021
Yesterday, I was carrying a puppy down my deck stairs and tripped on the final step onto concrete. I seem to be okay other than some “road rash” and bruising, but it is more painful than I expected. I wrote this little ditty for you. At least, my sense of humor seems to be intact.
I think I only see a smudge
Or aliens guzzling down fudge,
Seahorses kissing sea urchins
or seaweed undersea lurking,
Eiffel Tower by Picasso,
An odd man with green mustachios,
Strange one-clawed acrobatic crabs
With ostentatious derby hats,
What malady’s inflicting me?
Imagination’s all I see.
© Susan Joy Clark 2021
This is for dVerse’s Monday quadrille challenge. By their definition, a quadrille is a poem with exactly 44 words. Our poems had to include the word “smudge.”
Sweet cabin mine,
Hidden among the forest trees,
Sweet cabin mine,
Surrounded by divine design,
By day, I observe honeybees,
By night, a firefly’s light I see,
Sweet cabin mine.
© Susan Joy Clark 2021
The challenge from Linda Kruschke of Another Fearless Year this week is to write a rondelet, using one (or more) of the pictured paint chip colors, and using “cabin in the woods” as a title.
According to The Poetry Dictionary by John Drury, a rondelet is …
RONDELET (ron-deh-lay’; French, “little rondel”) A form consisting of seven lines, with a refrain and only two rhymes. The rhyme and refrain scheme is AbAabbA (capital A = refrain). The refrain lines (A) each contain four syllables; the other lines (a and b) each contain eight syllables.
There once was a carnival ducky,
Who wasn’t so terribly lucky,
Each night, as he swum,
He was shot in the bum,
But my, that ducky was plucky!
© Susan Joy Clark 2021
It’s fun to be silly. This was written for Carrot Ranch Literary Community’s Anyone Can Poem limerick challenge.
glow
of light,
peeking bright,
aurora blush
through pastel clouds, shines white,
in early morning’s stillness hush
illuminating fields so green and lush,
an early riser’s treat, nature’s light show,
at eventide, the sky wears a pink flush,
tints from a watercolor brush,
sky’s a glorious sight,
in awe, we gush,
whether night
or light,
show
© Susan Joy Clark 2021
This was written for Colleen M. Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday, with the requirement of synonyms for both “dawn” and “twilight.” I keep experimenting with different forms that are acceptable for the Tanka Tuesday challenge, so this time, I tried a diatelle, which, according to Colleen’s site, has this syllable pattern, “1/2/3/4/6/8/10/12/10/8/6/4/3/2/1” and this rhyme pattern, “abbcbccaccbcbba.”