Chastushka is a type of traditional Russian poetry, consisting of a single quatrain in trochaic tetrameter (DUM-da, DUM-da, DUM-da, DUM-da) with an abab, abcb or aabb rhyme scheme. Usually humorous, satirical, bawdy or ironic in nature, chastushkas are often put to music as well, usually with balalaika or accordion accompaniment. The rigid, short structure (and, to a lesser degree, the type of humor used) parallels limericks in British culture.


May I Have the Next Dance?

Smiling at me coyly, sweetly
As he rather indiscreetly
Steps on partner as he dances.
Chances are, I’ll take my chances.  😉

© Copyright Marie Elena Good – 2013


In the dead of night, I see her,
happy shadow in the window,
husband laying dead and lifeless,
now she’s just a merry widow!

© Copyright Walter J. Wojtanik – 2013



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Walt and Marie


  1. When I told my husband the form for today, he started quoting all these naughty but completely unintelligible chastushkas to me. So these were Russian tested, ha!

    When I fell in love with Igor
    I was tempted to give in,
    but alas he wasn’t eager
    to make love. He wanted gin.

  2. Vladimir his mother named him
    hoping he would conquer worlds
    but somehow the name confused him
    and he only conquered girls.

  3. one more and I’ll stop. really.

    Farmer Ivan loved his tractor;
    jealous Rivka cursed aloud,
    but no matter what attractor
    she tried, she could not get plowed.

  4. Okay, here’s my attempt. I’m not too good at writing humorous poems so this ones not really that funny. And, as usual with me, I had to write about nature. 😉

    Bright sun dancing, what a charmer,
    No one here can hurt or harm her;
    Red sun sinking, fading, falling,
    Moon takes over, laughs: appalling!

  5. Valentine

    Staring silent only at me
    Would I feel you unfold through me?
    Could I wrap you back within me?
    Would we fold up nice and sweetly? ~ ❤ ~ 🙂 !

  6. Sorry, Van’ka, but your nose
    Is not big enough, adieu,
    Not to you I’ll give my rose –
    I want Zhora Depardieu!

    (I wanted to attach Gerard Depardieu’s Russian pic, but couldn’t figure out how.)

  7. Mine is an observation about living in the suburbs:

    In the suburbs wander wild deer
    Hunters shoot them; then they’re gone
    They say wildlife don’t belong here
    Then put statues on the lawn!

  8. Hi Walt and Marie –

    I’m not in either page – ‘The Poet Recollection’ Page nor the Daisy Chain. I would love to be included. Please let me know what I need to do to be included.

    Thanks, Michelle

  9. Hunger Pangs

    When I’m hungry, I will eat most
    anything, including burnt toast.
    Ha! (Not really…) but when pangs are
    strong I might eat jam, knife AND jar.


  10. Beware the Wrong Tube!

    When at night I brush my teeth,
    I worry that I’ll grab the wrong tube.
    I must heed words on the tube’s sheath –
    Yikes! It’s Brylcreem. What a rube!


  11. Well-Wishing

    Dosvedanya, Darling Comrade.
    In my absence, please be strong. Well,
    actually (oh, dare I say it?)
    just hope you won’t raise too much hell.


  12. Puppy Love

    Here’s to puppy love. It’s gushy,
    fuzzy and a wee bit mushy.
    Chances are you know what this means…
    To date, there are no ♥ vaccines.


  13. Capsicumulative

    Pickled peppers are what Peter
    liked to pick and then to eat, or –
    Latin word: the capsicum’s what
    (in pickled form) is in his gut.


  14. For some reason this form nigh on defeated me.

    Russian writing
    must be trying
    trochees fighting
    vowels flying

    Zed and K are
    ugly letters
    we can say are
    surplus fetters

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