What the whippoorwill attracted.
Love in the Era of Match.com
What care I if the whippoorwill
should flay the night insistently?
He may have the whole night to kill
researching where his love may be,
but I have only ink and quill
to call out to my true love’s heart.
If I don’t get it in the post,
this love affair will never start!
Delayed too long, I will be toast.
He will have found some other tart!
What I attracted.
The dVerse Poets prompt is to write a Quintain poem on the subject of sexuality and desire . I’ve chosen to write a Spanish Quintain, or “Quintilla,” which consists of two quintain stanzas of iambic tetrameter with the ababa rhyme scheme. Here is the link if you want to play along or read the work of other poets who wrote to this theme:
Oh goodness! If one delays, the love affair will not even begin. Love the toast/tart verses and the fun photos.
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Ha..I started out with the birdcalls and it was just too schmaltzy, so I had to lighten up!
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Ha ha! It’s like Emily Bronte had a rum and coke. Lots of fun.
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Ha!!!! This is one of the funniest comments I’ve had in a long time. I’m flattered. How did you know that was my drink of choice? Really!!! I imagine Emily had a glass of port now and then, don’t you?
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Fun, as ever
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These days there are no delays, just a quick click and you get a chance… (or not)… the only thing that doesn’t work is to wait.
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Loved the humor and relevance of this Judy… 🙂
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Thanks, Rob.
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Unexpected ending with “tart”. Nice sound.
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Very fun, And funny.
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Good one -made me laugh out loud.
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Forgottenman is a great sport. I can’t find my head massager. I love his hat, too. It’s a fun poem.
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I always ask his permission to publish photos. The crazier the better. He doesn’t mind. Good sport.
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