National Poetry Month--Day 27-Alliteration Poem--The Chocolate Castle Caper

 

We're doing Alliteration Poems today. To learn how, go here. Et voila:

The Chocolate Castle Caper

The key keeps me coming. 

I currently call to the crusty kid

Crunching through the canes

Crows cawing caustically 

Can I creep cautiously?

I can catch a calliope calling me from

The cabin of a caravel near a caen stone castle.

A choir cants a cajoling canticle

Keeping me coming complete with key

Cadets call a cadenza in a cheery cadence.

I creep to the curtainwall 

And climb up cautiously 

Calculating the costs of collaboration.

Careful of cads, cacti, cuddly copycat cowboys,

And creepy caimans

(Kindly kill those cruddy crocodilians.

'Cause they're in cahoots

With the cabaret cabal.)

I crawl. Then clamber over.

The crusty key cantilevers,

Completing its counterclockwise

Circuit, connecting completely cattywampus.

The cabinet creaks creepily

I count to a cabillion, crashing like a cadaver

Then crawl like a caboose into the castle.

CRUD! It's a room full of cuckoo clock

Crunching cadgy cadette caddies

In cable-stitched cardigans 

Chewing chicken and chocolate!

I have no cache with this choir of

Cuckoo cutting cats and their

Cacophony of chortles.

I can't keep up with their concatenations

And cataclysmic clamor.

I crazily caper out of the castle

And into the caravel while avoiding 

Caffeine and catapults full of cats and cows.

Carumba they cut! Quit!

I'm careening and capering.

©2022 by H. Linn Murphy

 

Sonnet--When First We Met--National Poetry Month

This is an iambic pentameter sonnet I'm writing here--the BIG guns. So even though it's Sunday and people are around making noise and doing things, I'm of a mind to try it. So here goes. Oh. If you want to know how to do this devilishly difficult poetry form, be my guest. Learn how here. And anon, I shall at it:

WHEN FIRST WE MET

The first time ere I on you did cast sight

A duck you wore upon your Jonesian hat

I thought you certainly a Bedlamite 

And that put mental paid to that

When next upon you my eyes I did clap

Your bore upon your person knightly helm

It seemed a strange way maidenly ken to trap

I thought, "The man's sanity doth underwhelm."

But when we found ourselves in grottos dark

I could not wait to call upon your princely name

My fiance all that with jealousy did mark

I could not say my heart did feel the same.

Your arrow found unerring place within my heart

From thence our Murphy history took its start.

© 2017 by H. Linn Murphy

Allitttttttttttttttttttttttteration Poem--National Poetry Month

Today I'm writing Alliteration Poems.

H
Harry hurls his hideous hexes
At his horrid haunt from Texas
Holding hands with Hermione
He hides from hunters in the anemones.

J

Jittery Jamie judiciously jacked a jam tart

Jenny, just jealous, jerked the jam away

Just because Jenny jinxed Jamie, 

Doesn't mean Jamie can't take joy in the day.

 © 2017 by H. Linn Murphy