Cat was very nice to mice:
If asked for cheese, replied,
how big a slice?~ My honor to
please! --
Was also fond of backyard
birds: Wonderful! Marvelous!~
his admiring words.
Now dog, was a bit more ornery...
he barked a lot, even at the laundry --
protector of all, in that way true~
a tinted greyhound, who answered to
Blue --
Though some may doubt, lower critters
can actually speak! Perhaps, likewise suspicious
of my Chattering Creek….
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There once was a Chattering Creek,
Mostly happy but sometimes bleak;
for the rains would come, and stir
such a clutter, causing the waters to
ripple and stutter; the edges would leak --
voice, more a holler! A vociferous flow~
Splattering! Splattering! Splattering!
Till a breathless slow – dearer klatsch-like
chattering~~chattering~~chattering~~
Categories:
klatsch, animal, cat, childhood, family,
Form: Free verse
Across the Swiss and Austrian Alps
brutal gusts steadly blow,
calling for heavy snowflakes
dancing as lost butterflies...
falling as summer's lonely stars.
Ginger bread smells good,
honey in tea is superb;
I inhale the steamy swirls that
jackrabbits love to smell.
Kaffe Klatsch is strong
lurching through their nostrils,
making them too hyper.
Northern Italy's wooden shacks
over the wide, frigid vallies...
point to a warmer South
quiet only at evening or night.
Roam as deer on snowy slopes,
stunning is the alpine scenery:
trees as tall as redwoods
ululate louder than hungry wolves...
vulnerable to snowdrifts' attacks.
Watch the skiers having fun,
xelophones making music,
yummy polenta being eaten...
zealous alpinists singing.
Categories:
klatsch, adventure, food, happiness, nature,
Form: ABC
Some danced,
Some would just watch,
Some had champagne,
Some a coffee klatsch,
Wall flower,
Still has it's beauty
Colorful essence,
Stem does its duty
Swirling dancers,
Trick the eye,
Motion's chances,
Does belie
Shifting colors,
Like shifting needs,
Shifting wants,
Like wind tossed seeds..
Some will have their
Cup of punch,
Some no clue,
Some a hunch
The Dutchess waltzes by,
The prince does smile,
For only he,
Has the means to try,
To steal her away,
To his castle cold,
And if he feels,
A need that bold,
The Duke can wither
On his own,
For he dare not threaten,
The all powerful throne.
Categories:
klatsch, allegory, history, people, political,
Form: Rhyme