It’s the Sweet Sixteen over at March Madness Poetry, and I’m still in the game. My word for this round is flagrant. My first thoughts about flagrant had nothing to do with biology or natural history–would it be possible for me to write a non-science poem?! Perhaps there would be a trial for some flagrant violation of the law–maybe a trial of a fairy tale character. What about Jack from Jack in the beanstalk? Or the giant? Or both Jack and the giant? I finally settled on Goldilocks, and thought of all that might be included in a summary for the prosecution and the defense of her breaking-and-entering trial. Surely Goldilocks had read the welcome mat and took it to heart. She probably saved the house from being burned down by taking the porridge off the stove. I googled “Goldilocks trial” in case there might be other ideas lurking…and found that my idea was less than original. There were plays, mock trials, you tube videos, and more. Back to the drawing board. Perhaps rules at school could be flagrantly ignored. But by whom?
Caterpillars, of course (so much for the non-science related poem.) I thought about an inchworm school where caterpillars learned to pose as sticks and leaves and flowers, and didn’t move for hours. What might happen if a flashy monarch caterpillar came along…would it flagrantly ignore the classroom rules because it’s distasteful to birds?
Here’s the poem I wrote, with apologies to any and all teachers in the audience!
The Kings of the Caterpillar Class
by Buffy Silverman
Today’s the start of Inchworm School. Ms. Mothstein reads the rules:
No showing off! No gaudy clothes! Always hide and cower!
Every day wear camouflage: a stick, a leaf, or flower.
We learn to slip away on silk. We never drop our guard.
Ms. Mothstein teaches safety tricks then leads us to the yard
where two new students wait for her. They’re creeping in plain sight.
They do not hide or dive or flee while crows and jays alight.
We stare in awe. We’ve never seen such stripy, curvy crawlers.
They’re dressed in black and white and yellow—bold, majestic colors.
Ms. Mothstein gasps! She shakes a wing in disbelief and glowers.
You are not dressed like sticks or leaves. You don’t resemble flowers!
Your flagrant disregard of rules will not be tolerated!
The monarchs laugh and munch their lunch. We’ll eat until we’re sated.
No bird will bother bitter-pillars, so stop your silly fussle.
And then a crow comes flapping by. No one moves a muscle.
We hear a snap! and then she’s gone: Ms. Mothstein lost the tussle.
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27 thoughts on “The Madness Continues”
I love it when there’s a story embedded within poems. Such fun! Best of luck to you Buffy!
That’s a great form!
Poor Ms. Mothstein…
Thank you, Tabatha!
Mrs. Mothstein may have lost the tussle, but this poem is a winner! Love the description of how you came up with the format. Good luck in March Madness!
Glad you enjoyed it, Catherine. Alas, I am out of the running–but it was fun while it lasted!
Love the idea of an Inchworm School. You are just too clever. Faboo poem (voted for it!).
Thanks, Jama. I think you and your blog wins the cleverness prize, but I appreciate it!
Sending all the good luck vibes I possibly can, Buffy! And just for the record, though I know you can write non-science poems, and darn good ones at that, I love that science poems have become your trademark in this tournament. Very cool.
Thanks, Michelle. If I were to total up my not-very-vast collection of poems, I’m guessing that 90% are science inspired. Write what you know and all that jazz…
Love your description of your “form!” My fingers are crossed that you’ll move on. I love your poems!!
Thank you Mary Lee–I appreciate it!
I noticed the varying rhyme scheme, then read it again, & it works beautifully, Buffy. Actually I like the poem & your others because they are based in content, & are interesting stories. It makes me “always” want to read on! Clever you! Best wishes in the MM challenge. Now I guess I get to submit some words! Oh boy, out with the dictionary!
Thanks, Linda–I’m glad you thought it worked. Have fun supplying those challenging words!
Fabulous poem, Buffy! You got my vote! = )
Thank you, Bridget!
Another winner – at least if it’s up to me.
Thanks, Ann–I appreciate your fine judgement!
This is so impressive, Buffy. Is this a form? If not, I love the structure. You’re creating a whole science collection in this competition!
Yes, Renee, it’s a form called TheMomentOfPanicWhenYouRealizeYouHaveOneUnrhymedLineInTheOpeningAndThreeRhymedLinesAtTheEnd. I played with stanza breaks for about an hour until I found something that made this look intentional! Actually, single line in the opening was somewhat intentional because I wanted to quickly get to the rules and I thought they needed to rhyme with each other. And then I needed all 16 lines to tell the story. Maybe if I can come up with a slightly shorter name this form will be my contribution to the world of poetry.
Ha! Yes, you just made me snort… good thing I wasn’t drinking at the time. A science whiz, poet, AND a comedian, who knew?
Good thing indeed–I would not want to be responsible for any schnozer floods!
Ah, the “poet takes liberty” or “liberty” poem. Love it. – Q
That’s it! The formal name of the form is the liberty. Thank you Quinette. Together we have made poetic history!
I love the name LIBERTY for a poetic form! Now we all have to write one to make it an official “thing.” 🙂
I’ve done my part, Renee. The ball is in your court.
A stunning poem, Buffy!
Thank you Catherine!