Hop hop hop
[CHOP CHOP CHOP]
Paws pause
Hark!
Ears prick up!
[Sniff sniff sniff]
Hmmm…
What is this?
What do I hear?
Hop hop hop
[CHOP CHOP CHOP]
“TIM-BER”!
This is my submission to this week’s W3 Challenge. Poet of the Week, Ange, challenged us to capture a dramatic moment in just a handful of lines — a storm breaking, a glass shattering, a door slamming, a sudden realization, or any instant where something changes sharply or unexpectedly.
You may write in any poetic form, with the following restrictions:
Your poem must be between 5 and 8 lines long. (or maybe 12, if they’re really short!)
Every single word in the poem must be one syllable long.
You are allowed one multi-syllable word — but it must appear as the very last word of the poem.
I was literally staring off into space — or, more precisely, absently staring at the box of paper recycling beside me. This card was on top — a Santa carrying a Christmas tree. I love rabbits; I’ve been observing lots of wildlife in my yard this week– and the poem was born.
Hot Dogs and Marmalade 