JW Waterhouse, The Missal, 1902 (Public Domain)
Welcome Back. Sorry to hear Paloma has problems. Please say hello and hugs from me.
I took up the challenge and have produced some etiquette poetry. Shadormas, free verse, a doggerel rhyme. Some how tos and how not tos. Still working on a tilus.
I like the idea of playing with a genre. After all, I have learned two forms. Not sure my non-poetic brain can learn any more for awhile.
How to visit in the Maritimes (not so much now as then)
come ‘round back
friendly warmth enwraps
always room for more
How to be a Canadian
As a Canadian baby
I was taught politeness
words in order
sorry, sorry, sorry
with excuse me
soon to follow
How you don’t play the “how are you game”
The “how are you game”
played our every nano-second
How are you – Fine and you
“I’m in excruciating pain. Don’t say I look good.”
“My daughter attempted suicide. But we don’t talk about it”
“I’m so depressed I can’t get out of bed some days. Do you care?”
“I’m pissed off. Get out of my f’ing face”
“I’m getting a divorce, and can’t stop crying.”
“I’m having an affair. I think my husband knows”
“I’m a high-functioning alcoholic. Shall we go for a drink?”
“I’m in an abusive relationship. How did I get out?”
“I’m in league with the devil, and you?”
Now: how r u? & u?
142 characters to say fine
How you don’t cross the street in my state
zoom. zoom. zoom
cars ignore crosswalk
law to stop
does not exist in this state
your life in your hands
And, some silliness to end. All I can say in it’s favour, is it rhymes.
And, how to be a Victorian
Oh, those Victorians
with all their prudishness and stacks of child porn
paintings of luxuria V & A*’s bedroom did adorn
how many “downstairs” illegitimates born?
Oh those Victorians
Remember sex did not exist
Though a wife mustn’t resist
When her husband persists
Oh those Victorians
Stiff upper lip
Never show your slip
Keep an orderly ship
Oh, those Victorians, oh!
* Queen Victoria and Prince Consort Albert
@ taleweavering/phylor 2016