Showing posts with label ZaniLa Rhyme. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ZaniLa Rhyme. Show all posts

Monday, March 21, 2011

Alice

It's kind of interesting, you see.  The two prompt pages I focused on today were related to children.  (As if I didn't focus on that very subject during the whole of this past weekend, but still...♥)

The March Challenge, in honor of Children's Poetry Day*, wanted writers to consider things from a child's level.  Monday's Child posted an illustration of the famed Wonderland tea party, by Fernando Falcone - and bkm asked the question. "...most of us relate to a specific character in Wonderland....Which one are you?"

To respond to all of the above, I wrote a ZaniLa.


Alice

 “I am the Hatter; here’s the March Hare,”
said the strange man in my dreams.
 “Beware the Queen – she’s terribly mean,
and please know, nothing is as it seems.”

 “I am Alice. Pleased to meet you, but…”
I politely asked this pair,
 “…she’s terribly mean?  Beware the Queen?
It sounds like ghastly tidings you share.”

 “Quite,” said the Hatter, “Nevertheless,
it is ‘time’ to serve cream tea.”
 “Beware the Queen; she’s terribly mean!”
March Hare poured, as he nodded at me.

With that, the Dormouse woke abruptly.
 “Odds Bods!  I’m trying to doze.
She’s terribly mean!  Beware that Queen!”
He gestured to me. “Queen, I suppose?”

 “No!” I cried, “I’m just a little girl!”
Those chaps calmly sipped a cup.
 “I’m not the Queen – so what can you mean?”
And then, at that moment, I woke up.

 “What a weird dream!” I said to myself.
 “How’d things get so out of hand?”
I shook; such strange mien.  Still…not a queen,
‘though I’d just visited Wonderland.

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*Just a quick note regarding children writing poetry (a subject near and dear to my heart!)...next week, on March 29th, I will be teaching a kids' poetry class at Kreative Kids.  If you live in the area, and also, for more information, please visit their website.  Thanks!


Monday, January 31, 2011

Bedtime Story

Illustration by: Henriette Willebeek Le Mair (1889-1966)
Monday's Child is a darling prompt website which features art and illustration from a bygone era.  Host BKMackenzie's intention is to inspire writers to pen a children's story.

Yesterday, I tried my hand at something new (poetically speaking) - and wrote my post using the poetic form ZaniLa Rhyme.  That form, with its sweet sing-song-y quality and repetitiveness, seemed a good choice to tell the tale of an older sister trying to get her reluctant little brother to go to bed.


Bedtime Story

Come, little brother, it’s time for bed.
You must leave your toys behind.
They’ll wait for you ‘til morning anew.
I am older, so me you must mind.

Wood horse and stuffed bunny need their sleep
so do you, and thus please come.
‘Til morning anew they’ll wait for you.
It’s now beddy-bye time, don’t be glum.

I’ll read you a tale of a small boy
who’s really a prince, disguised.
They’ll wait for you ‘til morning anew:
since your furry friends say close your eyes.

[Yawn]...once upon a time, long ago
this prince…[yawn, yawn]…well, that is…
‘Til morning anew, they’ll wait for...yooooou...
[yawn]...that’s the end…of the story…zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz…..

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Sunday, January 30, 2011

May I please have the check, mate...

Image courtesy ChessKids

Sunday Scribblings' word for the week is 'Safe.'

My poem was written in the poetic form 'ZaniLa Rhyme.'  You can find out more about it at The Poets Garret.





 

 
Check It Out

Making that move might not be quite safe;
in fact, it could mean a threat.
Mistakes are made if unwisely played
moves by a chess statuette.

My advice is to think it all through
even if it might enchafe.
If unwisely played, mistakes are made
and your pieces won’t be safe.

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