Poetry Friday 11

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It's back, for the eleventh week in a row. Surely it can't survive. This week all original pomes, no mining old stories. 

The first two poems are acrostic poems, that is the title is spelt out by the first letter of each line. It is a teaching idea that I've used with students, but I've never done myself. 

Insomnia

Irritable, annoyed by the

nitty gritty of life; a

snoring partner, a ticking clock,

or an ant tiptoeing through the

moss in a

neighbour’s garden.

In two hours, the alarm will ring

and the nightmares can be left behind.

Cardiff 

Cusp of

autumn.

Rain tumbles

down, down, down.

I’m

fine. Honestly, I’m

fine.

The Table

sitting at the table, 

not able 

to talk. To tell 

you how I feel. 

Waiting for the waitress

to clear the mess, 

to take away the debris. 

but she can only take

the plates.

As a little challenge I've sent myself, I am writing topical rhyming poems. These are meant to be read in a Welsh accent and are each following a rhyming pattern. I am mostly going to publish them on my Facebook page so head to https://www.facebook.com/Garethsshortstoryblog/ to see them.

The great British Bake Off, a BBC TV show about baking, has been sold to a different channel. The show is famous for the smutty humour of the hosts and for cakes. 

Bake off 

Bake off's gone to Channel 4

and Twitter’s up in arms

what will happen to Mel and Sue

and Paul and Mary's charms.

Bake off's gone to Channel 4

My mother stood and cried,

She can’t watch the programme

if it's sponsored by Homepride.

Bake off's gone to Channel 4

the world is going end, oh 

I hope the adverts don't replace

the constant innuendo.

Bake off's gone to Channel 4

but it's not the end of cake.

The BBC have a replacement

they’ll call it Masterbake.

Have you listened to the audio? A little bonus on there.

For previous poetry Friday's click here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here