Just kidding; a clerihew is not a sneeze, but a specific poem form: a short biographical poem with end-rhyme scheme of AABB but no particular rhythm. Though national poetry month is but a memory, I want to honor its memory by activating a few of the daily prompts, to challenge my poetic brain to get itself back into writing gear (I had taken a break to submit an application requiring a forty page writing sample. And after that, a break to recover from the frenzy of doing so.) Today, a clerihew:
I intended to write a clerihew,
or at least something to encourage you.
Unfortunately, my brain took a walk
while I frittered time away on eating and talk.
I intended to write a clerihew,
or at least something to encourage you.
Unfortunately, my brain took a walk
while I frittered time away on eating and talk.
No comments:
Post a Comment