Without Rhyme or Reason

[Dunc]

10 April 2015



               Triolet

That bubbly cost me maxi bucks -
     a brand I’ll never buy again.
For ten years old, it truly sucks
considering the ruck of bucks
I slathered dreaming of de luxe:
     all yeast and salt with hints of fen.
And though the buggers have my bucks
     by cripes, they won’t do that again.


  

[Andrea345]

*** laughing ***

I love a good triolet

[cookala]

heya Dunc! a triolet done right - awesome sauce!

[Sorella]

oh no! just as I had bodged together a Triolet (who knew it doesn't rhyme with I bet! right, pet! all set! having decided for reasons of its own, and in its infinite wisdom to be pronounced trio-lay? So un-English) I come up against this sooper-dooper King of Trio-lays all about champagne and that.
Dunc, you ruined me for my pome, crude moonshine to your Champagne -- kudos, and I will post mine anyway

[Sorella]

Oh!
lost in the mir|rim eht ni tsol

now that is genius

[larryrap]

Hi Dunc,

You're still at it, thankfully - mixing it up and serving it with style, touching brilliance too often for decency.
Triolet and Narcissus are perfect specimens, Easter is almost a traditional classic, earnest, but with a final touch of sophisticated wit. I love Half Full too, a type of poem that you always do well, non-cynical and timeless celebration and melancholy in a few well chosen words.

[Dunc]

Andrea, Cookie - glad you liked it! Lovely to see you here!

Karin - a thousand apologies. How could I have been so thoughtless!

Larry - You exaggerate, and I greatly appreciate it.

Delighted you called, folks!

Regards / Dunc

[Dunc]

11 April 2015



THE SUN TREE

'Pluto' (there was Pluto then) 'is the smallest
so we'll make it a millimetre wide'
and my two small sons and I drew a such a dot
and carefully proportioned eight others beside.

'Every millimetre
is two thousand five hundred k.
so from the earth the sun
is sixty metres away.'

Then we went in search of a tree
with a flat field around it
and declared it was the sun
when at last we found it.

And tape-measuring and pacing,
we spaced our paper planets about
and using the car's odometer
we put Pluto two point four k's out.

When all was done we drove home to report
and it's unlikely their mum will ever see
three more delighted fellers
than my two small sons and me.



  

[Featherless Biped]

I concur with Hare about the wonderfulness of the word "swink". (As for the activity, I'd rather be swiving.)

Your two easter songs are very sweet. The first is full of lyrical joy, and brings us the under-used "coney." (Also: musical interlude.) The second brings your customary wit; you're very good at setting up funny social situations that end in a surprise punchline. Half Full, in between them, also catches the Easter spirit. (And stars/hurrahs is a rhyme in your voice.) An attitude to emulate.

Narcissus: You have a way of making morality tales much less dour in the retelling. I love the rhyme in the last line, and "died of being right up himself."

L6 of the triolet cracks me up. (Anyway, I trust your taste in booze; I guess you've suffered the mistakes so that the rest of us don't have to.)

Pluto is a great demo! I will need to borrow somebody's kids to try that out on them.

[Donner]

Hi, Dunc,

If it were possible to scientifically dissect where rhyme comes from, I'd suggest you donate your brain to the cause. But not yet, please. Then we wouldn't have more triolets like 4-9's. And that would be our loss.

The Sun Tree is terrific. And metrically spot on. And educational. And sweet. Who could ask for more?

Donner

[romac1]

Hi, good to read your work again, Dunc. I enjoyed Narcissus and Easter Sunday particularly, and not remembering the name of the street in the latter sounds like virtue to me, of a kind.

[Sorella]

Dunc,
Oh, that Sun Tree delighted me and warmed my heart, and your wife's at the time, I warrant. ☺😊😀

[Janet]

Oh, I adore the Sun Tree (awesome title too)! Love the almost universal nostalgia it conjures when it comes to raising boys. My boy has been a science nut since born. Loved seeing the wonder if space through his eyes. Bravo for you, a happy moment delightfully captured.

[Dunc]

Rachael - for the demo you'll need pen, paper, ruler and each planet's diameter and distance from the sun. The rest is in the scaling and the pacing out.

Donner - when you've been trying to rhyme as long as I have, it gets easier, I promise.

Rob - I acknowledge your expertise with the virtues! Thanks for dropping by,

Karin - yes, three blokes radiantly entering the kitchen with a great flurry of words made an impression all right.

Janet - Ain't it great when you can see through kids' eyes for just a moment and remember ...


Thanks for your kind words, one and all!

Regards / Dunc

[Dunc]

12 April 2015



OPTIONAL COMPULSORY CAT POEM 2015

In nineteenth century Paris you could find
wife, mistress, courtesan, and tart
and more particular gradings of that kind.
Cats aren’t of such mind.

They’re more d’Artagnan’s style, wrought small,
employing in pursuit of pussy
the musqueteering waul and brawl and bawl.
Listen! All for one and one for all!