The prompt:
And last but not least, our (optional) prompt. Because it’s Friday, today I’d like you to relax with the rather silly form called Skeltonic, or tumbling, verse. In this form, there’s no specific number of syllables per line, but each line should be short, and should aim to have two or three stressed syllables. And the lines should rhyme. You just rhyme the same sound until you get tired of it, and then move on to another sound.
This prompt suited me as I often write poems in this sort of style, even if I try and stick to a more regular rhyming pattern. I enjoyed this though, as it allowed me to put in more rhymes when they fitted and less when they didn't. It's my wife's birthday today, and like me she has a difficult relationship with birthday's. It always feels like you're supposed to be enjoying yourself much more than you really want to just for the sake of it being your birthday. We would rather enjoy ourselves just a little bit over a long period rather than have it all on one day. It also doesn't help that the kids get overexcited because they expect us to be as delighted as they are on their birthdays. Anyway, here is the poem:
The time of year when they all say
Now you must enjoy your day
But you really want to hide away
Being alone is much more fun
Maybe with that special someone
Read a book and eat a bun
Go for a walk and get some sun
Its not like you want to shun
But when all is said and done
You feel that there is pressure on
You really feel you’re put upon
To prove that you have had a ball
To laugh and sing and dance and all
Visit the pub or a shopping mall
To pretend that you are overjoyed
Pretend that you are bright and buoyed
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