Poetic Puddles

I have never taken a class in poetry nor have I read a book on poetic form. These are just fun little poetic puddles in my mind.

Refreshing

Pitter-patter
Splitter-splatter
Oh good, here comes the rain.

Caress my cheek
Hide tears that streak
And wash my soul again.

Copyright ©2006 Bonnie Parkman


Beach Frisbee

Whoop! Whoop!
Jumping high
Reach for the sky
Graze fingertips at best.

That jump was brutal
Attempt so futile
Yet I land hard
With happiness.

Surf's in my ears
Sand 'tween my toes
Sun in my eye
Tickles up my nose.

Who would have thought
A moment of bliss
Could possibly come
From a plastic disk?

Copyright ©2006 Bonnie Parkman


Shoes

Clip-clop
Flip-flop
Shuffle-shuffle
Stop.

Click-click
Womp-womp
Squeak-squeak
Stomp!

Scurryflurryhurrybound
Saunter ~ Leisure
Lay around.

Feet are neat
Some wide, some thin
But what a dreadful BORE ~
Without the SHOES we dress them in!

Copyright Bonnie Parkman