Hey, Little Kittle
afloat upon a creek
banks of shrinking skittle
flood your eyes with leak-
ing tears, make your paddle creak.
My Little Kittle
sculling against the swell
your old bones are brittle
cast you now a spell
clang you loud the bell
© Jilly’s & Silly Jilly’s All Rights Reserved
Posted for dVerse’s Quadrille using the word Creak.
Jilly's 
I liked the leaking tears flooding the eyes. Nice sound.
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Thanks! I thought of you while carving out the meter and rhyme scheme! You are a good influence, Frank.
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This is spellbinding… love the rhymes and I wonder if my dreams will be filled with toads.
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Let’s hope so!
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This is a lovely nonsensical poem that almost sounds as though it means something. I certainly imagine a very old cat sailing a very old leaky boat up a leafy creek. And why not?
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…and perhaps it really does mean something 😉
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You have a nautical cat, don’t tell me…
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Well, the famous Owl and a Pussycat went to sea….
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True. And that poem makes perfect sense 🙂
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Well done, Jilly! Though it feels melancholy to me.
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‘Tis a melancholy time of year, I suppose.
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Tis brilliant. I tripped over my tongue at the end of the first stanza. Fabulous.
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Hope you didn’t sprain anything, Paul 😉
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Poor kittle- sounds like he is rowing against the tide and destined to meet his maker.
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Ah, aren’t we all?
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Hey little Kittle, I wouldn’t change a tittle of your little tale. Me like!
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🙂
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Love the rhyming verses Jilly ~ Reads like a child’s nursery rhyme ~
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Thanks, Grace! That was my intent.
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Hmmm, a creaky creek nursery rocker! I found myself clapping the time. Seriously! You do this better than anyone I know. It’s just one of your poeting talents.
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Aw! Thank you, Charley.
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Love this! The word “creak” has loaned itself to so much fun rhyme this week! 🙂
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This was a whimsical pleasure to read. Love the rhyming.
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Thanks, Bev!
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Hey Diddle Diddle, where are your cow and spoon!
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Hey, don’t mess with the Silly; she might write you into a socially-charged nursery rhyme that won’t leave you in a good light. Might include eating vegan kabobs on a street corner in Schenectady while the Yankees sweep those boys from Houston, or something strange like that.
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Ahahaha!
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Delightful rhyme and rhythm. I’ll not underestimate the power of the silly! 😆
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Haha! Glad you stopped by, my friend.
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Wouldn’t miss it, Poet!
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Oh, I must agree. Love the rhymes and rhythm.
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Thanks! It was fun to write.
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Very nursery-rhyme-y, Jill, and great fun to read aloud! But I feel so sorry for the l little kitty!
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Thank you, Kim! I’m enjoying the interpretations.
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This starts out cute and ends up eerie. Strangely haunting.
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Oh, yeah! Exactly as I planned. Nice to see you here, Sarah 🙂
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I like the sounds of this poem. So melodic and staccato — like some kind of a lullaby.
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Thanks, Colin. Put it to music!
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Love the title and love the rhyming….a very fun post! And PS: I LOVE The Owl and the Pussy Cat….was just reading it to my grandkids the other day 🙂
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I had it memorized as a child. The influence of Lear. ☺
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I like the nursery rhyme vibe of this!
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Thanks, Barry. Like the original nursery rhymes, there is dark stuff hidden below the surface. Shhh! Don’t tell. 😉
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