You never know what might happen when you dip your toes in a creek...

Image courtesy of Monday's Child

One Morning, I Dipped My Toes in the Creek

One morning, I dipped my toes in the creek.

To my surprise, I had companionship:

A turtle, some fish and three ducks. Unique.

Why do I say that?  The white duck did speak!

She said to me, “Hey!” and waved a wing tip

the morning I dipped my toes in the creek.

At first I was dumbstruck – and then I did shriek.

The turtle said, “Dude, kindly get a grip.”

Hey turtle!  With fish and three ducks?  Unique!

 “You don’t meet talking turtles every week,”

I replied.  “We do!” the wee ducks did quip

the morning I dipped my toes in the creek.

A fish said, “It’s cool.”  (He spoke with a squeak)

 “The turtle is Bob and I am called Kip.”

A turtle?  Some fish?  And three ducks?!  Unique!

“Hi, Bob.  Hi, Kip,” I then told them, “I’m Deke,

and meeting you all is really a pip!

Who’da thought…when I chanced by this ol’ creek.

I spent the day being part of their clique,

flipping and dipping and skipping.  A trip!

One morning, I dipped my toes in the creek.

A turtle, fish, some ducks and me. Unique.

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Notes:  I was delighted to discover that Monday's Child is back with the prompts today.  I always love the gentle illustrations posted there which bring back an earlier and more innocent era. 

Today's poem is in the form of a Villanelle.  (I figured it was time to try it again.)  It is also my way of saying that I love rhyming anthropomorphics, even if it's something 'they say' you're not supposed to do.  (Who is this 'they' anyway?)

Happy August!

...and you thought the red carpet was the only place to find the glamour...

...Big Tent Poetry gave a really fun prompt for this week.

The idea was to use a not-taken-by-you (the writer, that is) portrait, of which you either have the rights or is part of public domain - and then write about it from the artist/photographer point of view.  The picture I decided to use is in the public domain, but since I found it at the FunDraw.com website, I'm giving a link back to them.

Now, as soon as I saw one particular picture, I have to say. I was seriously inspired. And guess what?  The inspiration was to write a Villanelle. Yup.

And that, in turn, led me to think of Dylan Thomas. 

 

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Do Not Go Gentle Onto That Good Beach

Do not go gentle onto that good beach,
at least, not in that costume which you wear;
Fashion is merely a figure of speech.

As I’m your closest friend, I must beseech
you – please do not parade in that - not there.
Do not go gentle onto that good beach.

Jersey Shore’s no place for your Jersey peach.
(Sigh.) There’s just one way to make you aware:
Fashion is merely a figure of speech.

So I guess I should practice what I preach
and photograph you in your swim suit flair.
Do not go gentle onto that good beach.

When you see my snap, I hope it will teach
you a lesson re this trendy affair.
Fashion is merely a figure of speech.

Whilst I shoot you, like a Greek chorus, each
sand and sun worshipper does thus declare,
“Do not go gentle onto that good beach!
Fashion is merely a figure of speech.”