Monday, February 13, 2012
The following is a response to a writing prompt from Naming Constellations. The challenge was to write a poem, as short as possible, using all the sounds of the English language. Here’s a link to Joseph’s posting: http://namingconstellations.wordpress.com/2012/02/03/reverie-five-sound-and-fury/
I think I managed to use quite a bit of sounds.
February 11th was Edison’s birthday. Here’s my (not so) happy birthday card for the famous inventor.
A light bulb popped, died, he gasped, as if it
Was him who kicked the bucket, “Uh-oh,”
He thought, “I’m in big, fat trouble,
That was the very last one,
None left - Zap! Shoot! Not good,
Bad mood, darn, you’ve got
To be kidding!
Give my mom
A ring, she’s sure
To have them in her
Treasure trove…extra bulbs.”
A good deed of which he was
Proud…say! It’s against the law now!
What a blow. Justice served? Sing him a
Lullaby-requiem, chances are slim…
This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine…
Live for the Love of it,
The Happy Amateur