#6 - Mary had a little iamb by Linda FullerIn febrile fields a maiden tends her sheep
her maiden head is throbbing and her feet
are sorely needful of a pedicure
to fully illustrate her toes’ allure
the painted nails give rise to purple rod
said crooked staff purports to poke and prod
the crevices between her toes, but hark!
what folly this? 'tis far south of the mark
a shamed and humbled maiden stumbles home
her pedal digits sticky with a foam,
a froth, a confiture, a stiff meringue
her sobs play counterpoint to sheep’s harangue
01/06/2011 Author's Note: Poem-a-Day January 2011 #6
The word iamb comes from Iambe, a Greek minor goddess of verse, especially scurrilous, ribald humour. In ancient Greece iambus was mainly a satirical poem, a lampoon, which did not automatically imply a particular metrical type. Iambic metre took its name from being characteristic of iambi, not vice versa. (Wikipedia)
Posted on 01/06/2011 Copyright © 2024 Linda Fuller
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