Jeff Kyser Poet Clerihew

Not So Cheery Clerihew

Edgar Allan Poe
Died in 1849, you know.
We heard his telltale heart beneath the floor;
Then quoth the raven: nevermore!

Napoleon Bonaparte,
His marriage to Josephine got blown apart.
Her barrenness: his Rubicon;
His name, he thought, should live ever on.

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L Milton Hankins February 5, 2022 at 9:30 AM Both are fine examples of the Clerihew, Jeff. Nice job! Interesting juxtaposition of Poe and Napoleon. Jeff Kyser February 5, 2022 at 10:29 AM I must have a bit of OCD because I start twitching at the idea of lines with different meter. I can't see this being a form I'd return to very much, but fun to try. Thanks for the encouragement!