IN-FORM POET – SKELTONIC POETRY

Skeltonic verse is named after the poet John Skelton (1460-1529).   It consists of short rhyming lines that just sort of flow on from one rhyme to the next for however long one chooses.  Skeltonic verse generally averages less than six words per line.  The challenge is to keep short rhymes moving down the page, in an energetic and engaging way.  Have fun with it!

MARIE ELENA’S VERSE:

SEALED WITH A KISS

We met to reminisce
but then he stole a kiss,
and my-oh-my the bliss!
He coaxed me from my shell –
I felt all fear dispel,
and fell under his spell.
Then, what was that – his cell!?
“A conference … clientele …”
Oh great, I thought.  Just swell.
Oh well.
I guess I’ll sit a spell.
But I could not foretell
he’d drone on for an hour,
his spell would lose its power,
and leave me feeling dour.
My pride, I admit,
took a hit,
so I split,
and that’s it.

Now some will react,
“Is this fiction, or fact?!”
Though the pen I may wield,
My lips? They are sealed. 😉

 © Marie Elena – 2012

WALT’S MEAN WIDDLE POEM:

A RED SKELTONIC POEM

I find whenever I’ve the time
I sit with pad and pen in rhyme
penning proses quite sublime
a feat completed in my time.
I have a love affair with words;
be they rhythmic or absurd,
the grandest poems ever heard
take flight like flitting feathered birds
and reach for heights yet unachieved.
When poets ponder, I believe
they write their thoughts as they’ve perceived
and when they’re done are quite relieved
to know their points were made.
And no matter how their thoughts pervade,
ideas insinuate; invade,
evoking emotions (some delayed)
and some are never quite displayed.
Back to the poem, I digress,
this sample skeltonic mess.
I could erase, resume, I guess,
but I won’t. I think I’ll leave it as it is
you’ll think me a poetic wiz,
a poet that pops, plop-plop, fizz-fizz,
I’m done! (Oh, what a relief it is!)

© Walt Wojtanik – 2012