Sticks, or: Stones

My 1st Espinela

A daft hog built a house of straw.
His brother made his out of wood.
Both got blown over where they stood,
which neither foolish boar foresaw.

Meanwhile, their sibling set his jaw,
ever the intentional swine.
He drafted a solid design;
wasted no time with hay or sticks;
erected fort of firm red bricks;
and on wolfskin armchair reclined.


  • First stanza has four lines;
  • Second stanza has six lines;
  • Eight syllables per line;
  • Rhyme scheme is abba/accddc.

Word prompts

Twiglets #274

Word of the Day

Muri’s poetry scavenger hunt

My friend Muri (Val) is running a poetry scavenger hunt for Na/GloPoWriMo, which I shall attempt to participate in fully this year.

From what I understand, she’s offering three poetry prompts every week for the duration of the month of April ’22 (on MWF).

Last year, I was pretty busy with my personal micropoetry project so I only responded to several of her poetry challenges, but this year I hope to rectify that!

Let’s write poetry together!

When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.

Ben Harper (b. 1969)

Would you like to create poetry with me and have a completed poem of yours featured here at the Skeptic’s Kaddish? I am very excited to have launched the ‘Poetry Partners’ initiative and am looking forward to meeting and creating with you… Check it out!

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