Up Jones Creek Holler
Hidden among the trees up Jones Creek holler
In an old rustic log cabin with only three rooms
Where a family of twelve lives in squalor
Hidden among the trees up Jones Creek holler
The father has a reputation for being a brawler
The mother expertly sews Halloween costumes
Hidden among the trees up Jones Creek holler
In an old rustic log cabin with only three rooms
Hidden among the trees up Jones Creek holler
Where a family of twelve lives in squalor
The father has a reputation for being a brawler.
The mother expertly sews Halloween costumes
In an old rustic log cabin with only three rooms
She also makes and sells old-timey cane brooms.
written July 18, 2021
[This is a "trionet," a poetry form I invented
It is made up of the standard 8-line triolet
and an additional six-line stanza bringing it
to a total of 14 lines after the manner of a
sonnet.]
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2021
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment