Children Poetry posted May 2, 2019

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TRIBUS OCTO ... A Children's Story Poem

Faerie Dust

by Susanjohn

Story Poem Contest Winner 

One bright Summer's day
('twas the month of May)
I picked a bouquet ...
then, I immediately froze.

Crouched down in disguise,
right before my eyes
a wondrous surprise!
Sweet garden faeries 'neath my nose.

While trying to hide,
praying, "Don't collide!"
held my breath and spied
pixies, working in quaint meadows.

Wisp kisses so lush,
as rosy buds flush
a deep scarlet blush ...
flirt charming, laced-winged Romeos.

Ohhh, sob stories flew!
(I doubt they were true)
Bells bowed sad 'n blue.
No other way works, I suppose.

Wee folk all spit-shine;
lookin' mighty fine
daisies in a line.
My goodness! Do they ever doze?

"Such magical things!"
Mother Nature sings;
when treated like kings,
a beautiful display now grows.

Then, quick as a wink,
swirling rainbow pink
flew beyond the brink ...
I gratefully smiled, then arose.


Writing Prompt
Write a poem of any type and any length that tells a story.

Story Poem
Contest Winner

Tribus Octo
Original form created by
Richard W. Jenkins © 22 July 2018
Tribus Octo (Three on Eight in Latin) is a poem composed in a minimum of at least two Quatrains of rhyming triplets and a single line whose rhyme repeats
in successive verses, with no limit to number of verses.
Topic can be about anything.
Alignment: Authors Choice
Syllable Counts Per Line: 5/5/5/8
Rhyme Scheme: a,a,a,b; c,c,c,b (d,d,d,b; e,e,e,b, etc; for additional verses)

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