Poets At Play

Poets at Play I played with words today – They called to me “Come out and play with us!” Childhood companions Building rhythms like treehouse forts – Playhouses of analogy - Crafting rhymes that follow the leader Into mud pie irony; Playing peek-a-boo with synonyms, Hide and seek with inspiration; Coming out of hiding places in stanzas Stacked like pick up sticks; Patty cake in anagrams – "A tacky pest" like little brothers – Jumping out, to yell “Surprise!” In the “punniest” personifications; Slide down the metaphoric slide To allegories of apple trees; Swing back and forth with double entendre - sky high in the sky; Hang upside down from “jungle-gyms” whistling alliteration Hop scotch acrostics March in meter to rock, paper, scissors - Wondering what to wear and where I Spy anagrams; Building up London Bridge, falling down in metrics, To stand like statues of frozen tag With your friend assonance Taking sides like antonyms in games so like red rover Chasing similes with smiles, to kick the can down the road, Duck and run in duck, duck goose; Measure feet in a leap frog of a blind man’s bluff; Time to come in – come in free verse for the day, Simon says now writing right just as fun As a cat’s cradle at the end of my word play. 4/7/20