Urban bourbon can you taste it,
how the rhyme slips right off your tongue
— like you’re happy and feeling young? Can you giggle at your own wit?
Chortle like you really get it?
It’s an inside joke come unstrung.
Urban bourbon –can you shout it?
Can you sing it like it’s unsung?
Wriggle like you’re having a fit!
Laugh out loud like bells just rung!
Who cares if they think you’re unstrung?
It’s a riot, you must admit!
Urban bourbon — can you feel it?
Poetic Asides #April Poem-A-Day Challenge – PAD #7:
For today’s prompt, take the phrase “Urban (blank),” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write your poem. Possible titles include: “Urban Cowboy,” “Urban Warfare,” “Urban Daydreams,” “Urban Living,” and so on.
POETIC FORM INFO:
The poetic form focus for my PAD 2016 Challenge is the Rondeau — 13 lines in 3 stanzas; rhyme scheme: ABba/abAB/abbaA (uppercase letters are refrains) Usually 8 syllables per line. For info: http://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides/personal-updates/help-me-rondeau-help-help-me-rondeau-another-french-poetic-form
Listen to Drunk on Rhyme (a #NaPoMo #APRPAD rondeau poem) by Penelope Connor #np on #SoundCloud