Poem of the Day

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Clown Stuff

 

“Put that cauliflower in the colander,

not on your head, you fool!

It’s no time now for climbing the ladder

to the loft. Come on down

or you’ll be late for Clown-School.”

© Katherine Gallagher

Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #36

Poetry Prompt #36

Poem of the Day

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Cumin to my kitchen

is a warming winter soup

starring cauliflower of course

the biggest top in town.

Collected in my colander

Is my tender little troupe

but as I rinse them in a rivulet

something wriggles then rolls down

he has practiced this performance

to avoid birds and their beaks

he seems suited to a circus

he’s  like a caterpillar clown

Walter de Jong
  • Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #36

Poetry Prompt #36

Poem of the Day

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Clown Caper

 

Once a climbing clown,

Clambered up a tower,

Colander in hand,

Plus a cauliflower.

What he had in mind,

No-one seemed to know

And it wasn’t clear,

How far up he’d go.

 

After quite a climb

He had reached the top,

Items still in hand,

He then let them drop!

Neither looked the same,

Fallen from the tower,

Not the colander,

Nor the cauliflower!

 
Monty Edwards
  • Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #36

Poetry Prompt #36Monty says: I enjoy writing rhyming verse with a bit of humour included and sometimes short lines add to the effect. Rhyming words for ‘cauliflower’ and ‘clown’ in ‘tower’ and ‘down’ helped provide the ideas for the basic content of the poem.