The Blank Verse Challenge (Practice IP with me)

[milo]

Here goes:

A calico who keeps her feral edge
can't overcome her troubled loner traits;
she fiercely guards the water bowl and growls,
her antisocial habits break the peace.

Perfect blank verse

oh if the puppies want to rabble rouse
or wrestle in the hall, the porch, the pen
it's fine and they can have the couch
but if they thirst a puddle's what they get

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Woke up Tomorrow (blank verse)


I woke up yesterday still half-asleep,
believing it the morn of Saturday.
Then, as I started to unbed myself,
recalled last evening’s piquant chili supper
which, being Mexican, hotly pursued
its revolution in my burning guts.
O, what a thing, this nearly having lost
an entire Friday, even one without
a single thing to do except digest.

Confession:  I wrote this earlier today in free verse, but being insubstantial it was easy to pad and trim into IP.

L5 on "hotly" wants to promote the "ly" which trips me up.  Part of the problem ends up being the feminine ending on "supper" and the fungibility of "which"


an entire Friday I read as the classic pyrrhic/spondee sub

dada DUMDUM daDUM daDUM daDUM

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Here goes:

A calico who keeps her feral edge
can't overcome her troubled loner traits;
she fiercely guards the water bowl and growls,
her antisocial habits break the peace.

Perfect blank verse

oh if the puppies want to rabble rouse
or wrestle in the hall, the porch, the pen
it's fine and they can have the couch
but if they thirst a puddle's what they get

---

Woke up Tomorrow (blank verse)


I woke up yesterday still half-asleep,
believing it the morn of Saturday.
Then, as I started to unbed myself,
recalled last evening’s piquant chili supper
which, being Mexican, hotly pursued
its revolution in my burning guts.
O, what a thing, this nearly having lost
an entire Friday, even one without
a single thing to do except digest.

Confession:  I wrote this earlier today in free verse, but being insubstantial it was easy to pad and trim into IP.

L5 on "hotly" wants to promote the "ly" which trips me up.  Part of the problem ends up being the feminine ending on "supper" and the fungibility of "which"


an entire Friday I read as the classic pyrrhic/spondee sub

dada DUMDUM daDUM daDUM daDUM

you think a tie is something to be treasured
the missus wants you in your Sunday best
for that is what she mentioned when you asked her
what she thought to do for Sunday's dinner

so in your tie and double breasted-black
you head to meet her at the restaurant
but Gastroenterology aside
the Mexican's not hot when she wants Thai

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The sky today was full of soggy cloud
(that is not an error; one cloud hung there).
It stretched from east to west and north to south,
from dismal dawn's horizon to grey dusk.
No sunlit beam could pierce its wooly gloom.
It sat with heavy haunches on the air
condensing clammy atmosphere to breath
and threatening snow then ice then rain then snow.
And so I found a warmer light inside
away from bleak midwinter's pallid face.
I blocked the window and my thoughts with books
and whiled away the day in brighter lands.

Mostly pretty good, goes a little wonky to my ear on L2 but recovers nicely.

I like the pyrrhic/spondee sub on L4

A day inside with books while nature moans
and spatters all the roads with slush and ice
the wind can't bite your fingers wrapped inside
and blanket nestled cozy by the fire

neighbors armed with shovels, brooms and scrapers
attack their driveways, hoping to repair
the surface for a miserable commute -
you're snuggled tight with blanket, book and wine