Someone who is very dear to me claims that I ought to write more rhyming "poetry." Well. I'm not good at it that's for sure but for her, I'll risk making a fool of myself. This is for the Woolly Bear Caterpillar (always a sign that summer is over) which in the spring turns into the Isabella Tiger Moth.
Fuzzy Friend
Hey pretty little Miss Furry;
Where are you off to in such a hurry?
I know winter’s on his way
You have to find some hideaway.
As the geese fly overhead
It is high time to find your bed;
Some snug and warm and gentle place,
Where you can sleep far from the race
Of getting safely across the road,
So you won’t be squashed like a toad.
Hey little Miss Woolly Bear,
Aren’t you a sight quite rare?
Your coat tells of the winter’s bite;
Who’d have thought you so erudite?
You’ll be Isabella Tiger come the spring;
A lovely moth you’ll be and flying.
I shall miss you until next fall
When you come by again and call.
This is really cute. I always though caterpillars turned into butterflies, but maybe this is a different type. Regardless, the rhyming was cute like your friend said. Enjoyed very much
I like this poem. It is certainly upbeat and heartwarming. With the exception of 'spring' and 'flying' all the rhymes are perfect rhymes. The rhymes actually work for the poem and do not seem forced in my opinion. The flow wasn't all smooth and perfect through the read however. Maybe it has to do with how I am reading the piece, but you might want to read it aloud to see for yourself if the flow is off or not. I liked this poem.
Thanks for sharing and all the best.
Lena
Reviewed by Phoenix Rox (Reader)
Reviewed on December 7, 2009
This is so sweet. I loved it more so, coz it has the image with it. The poem and the image, just brilliant. When I read the title, I though this was be a funny poem. But u are full of surprises *winks* :)
Rox...
Reviewed by Elizabeth Hobbs (Reader)
Reviewed on November 24, 2009
Hi Regis
Yours are beautifully gentle words for a gentle creature. Lovely. Cheers, Liz
I LIKE THIS REGIS...IT'S CUTE AND IT GOES WITH AUTUMN BEAUTIFULLY.
THANKS FOR SHARING AND GOD BLESS. JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATION
Reviewed by Michelle Lowrie (Reader)
Reviewed on November 6, 2009
Cute. A few weeks ago she was inside my garage on the garage door opener (the one next to the door to the inside of the house), and narrowly escaped being smushed when I blindly went to press it.
I really like the way you personified this little poem. It puts the reader "in touch" with the caterpillar, rather than simply reading about it. They are fascinating critters with their impressive fur coats.
Connie
Those who have never lived out in the countryside
would never understand where you are coming from.
I just get goose bumps over anything relating to this poem.
Yep, the Whoolly Bear is as close to an accurate long range
weather forcaster as you can get, maybe except for the
Old farmers Almanac.
I also get goose bumps when I walk out the door early in the
morning and can hear the honkers off in the distance.
You see & hear alot of this here on the east coast &
especially the Chesapeake Bay region.
Well done my friend, you were able to capture poetic nature.
oh WOW!! I didn't know this about these catty's!
I love leanring new things about my surroundings! I thought they were late cacoonist...
Love & Blessings
Vickie
Reviewed by Debi Fairchild (Reader)
Reviewed on October 31, 2009
I like this description of the fuzzy caterpillar. This poem is a lot of fun and great rhyming.
Reviewed by neerja gandhi (Reader)
Reviewed on October 31, 2009
ohhhhhh...its so beautiful...so very very beautifully written....your verse ,in rhymes is always so adorable...even am so fond of rhymes....loved it. best wishes. neerja
metamorphoses, what a fascinating process -- too bad we cannot force the process on the world's bullies -- and turn them into snow white doves -- your Fuzzy friends are intersting creatures Regis -- peace and love my friend -- Jon Michael
Dear Regis, who said that your poetry doesn't rhyme. For me this one looks just fine. Tell your friend that a poem can be without any rhyme is it conveys a hidden message.
hey Reg, I got stuck with rhyming, didn't really ask for it, but I can't hardly write anything without rhyming. To me it's like playing a word game but I really feel that trying to rhyme takes away from poetic expression, the most important thing to me is expressing with or without rhyme, u did a good job, so don't sob
i like your words regis, i also like little fuzzy's as well. im a nature buff too, my favorite of course is the cricket, i love to hear him serenade me in the dusk. good words much enjoyed
mary etta
regis makes the rhyming come out right,
we hope that little moth, some day takes flight.
when pennning a poem by regis is done,
reading his poem is always fun.
This is a cute poem, Regis. I do enjoy all of your work, though I think I like your freestyle better. Mainly because those poems speak from your heart. With this one, I don't feel that. I feel a more playful side of you. Maybe a nostalgic side of you? A fun read:) Love and Hugs,
Sheila
For someone who says they aren't very good at it, you did a great job with this little "ode" to your fuzzy friend! Very cute Regis - no doubt your friend is quite pleased with your poem.
A lovely lilt of a poem, Regis and the rhyme is not bad at all for someone who thinks he is not good at it. Rhyming just takes practice so you don't feel like you have to force it; I find rhyming to be a challenge, but a most worthy one. I really like the playfulness of this poem, it made me smile.
Take care,
Sherry
....there is such sweetness in your story, as the birds etc leave to fly south, I always wish them well..such a journey of survival..well done Reg.
Christine
Regis,I think you are a fine rhymer,always thoughts so,i love this delightful bit of whimsy. as tiger lily i shape-shift a lot like this wooly bear,I never knew of, thanks for the info;-)
Regis, you are a delight in poetry, and I am sure you are to your lady friend, too. Thank you for sharing your delight in the Isabella Tiger and your appreciation of the seasons. They are always watching for the "wooly worms," and their varying coloration here to predict winter's severity, local folk wisdom.........Jerry
Woolly Bear to Tiger Moth...the breathtaking brilliance of change!
You've written this, Regis, with tenderness and care, and not just the care of words...and the sense of continuity and renewal is very fine indeed.
John
Reviewed by Richard Arrington (Reader)
Reviewed on October 4, 2009
"getting safely across the road,
So you won’t be squashed like a toad." My wife and I were talking about them on our drive from church. Hundreds were crossing the road. You have great timing and this is a good poem.
Well Reg sounds like your freind gave you sound advice this write has it all, wonderful imagery, a great story and even a message that with the even the cold of winter can bring something wonderful...
I don't know anything but I thought the right way to rhyme a poem was to rhyme the first and third lines, then rhyme the second and forth lines of each stanza. There is probably a name for the many different ways to write poems - just shows how much I know (nothing).
Woolly Bear into Tiger Moth... that's GOTTA be a miracle! But your rhyming is just your exquisite (as always) use of razor wit and pen. Thanks to your friend for giving you the nudge... glad you didn't coccoon (can never spell that word!!) this one away until next spring... Spread your wings and fly... you never know til you try! BTW... aren't limericks rhymes???????!!!!!!!!!!! xx
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on October 4, 2009
Here's to the fuzzy friends and your rhyme / Both are viable and the world is not complete without either one of them / Venture back into the world of rhyme, my friend, rhyme and free verse, just like the fuzzy friend and you, deserve a place at the table.
Your friend was quite correct. And I'm glad you did. I rememeber these fuzzy bugs gathered by the zillions when I was a kid. Hardly ever see one now. Patrick
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This is really cute. I always though caterpillars turned into butterflies, but maybe this is a different type. Regardless, the rhyming was cute like your friend said. Enjoyed very much
Mary
Thanks for sharing and all the best.
Lena
Rox...
Yours are beautifully gentle words for a gentle creature. Lovely. Cheers, Liz
THANKS FOR SHARING AND GOD BLESS. JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATION
Connie
Those who have never lived out in the countryside
would never understand where you are coming from.
I just get goose bumps over anything relating to this poem.
Yep, the Whoolly Bear is as close to an accurate long range
weather forcaster as you can get, maybe except for the
Old farmers Almanac.
I also get goose bumps when I walk out the door early in the
morning and can hear the honkers off in the distance.
You see & hear alot of this here on the east coast &
especially the Chesapeake Bay region.
Well done my friend, you were able to capture poetic nature.
Stephen Pollard
I love leanring new things about my surroundings! I thought they were late cacoonist...
Love & Blessings
Vickie
Love Emile
wonderful visual imagery--thanks for warning me of a cold winter!!
all the best, Micki
you show for nature in this piece of work.
Harold M. Nash
you should do more thanks buddy!!!
nice share
mary etta
we hope that little moth, some day takes flight.
when pennning a poem by regis is done,
reading his poem is always fun.
cheers,
dan
do everything with much finesse!
Loved it!
Beckers
AM
Yo DO know how to ryhme..
Splendid work..
Vesna :)))
Sheila
Daniel
Myrna
Great imagery on a fuzzy little subject...
Cryssa
Ron
You have a knack for showing the importance of all things in this fabolous world.
God Bless
Jerry
Best regards,
Leland
Anna
If you can't write rhyme...what are the rest of us doing? LOL
Georg
Oh, I just got two new fuzzy things in my house. Hamlet and Ophelia, cats.
Bobbi
and we all shall continue,
to enjoy & review...ed
Take care,
Sherry
Take Care,
Pierre
Love And Prayers
Always!!!
Inspire
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Christine
You've written this, Regis, with tenderness and care, and not just the care of words...and the sense of continuity and renewal is very fine indeed.
John
So you won’t be squashed like a toad." My wife and I were talking about them on our drive from church. Hundreds were crossing the road. You have great timing and this is a good poem.
Carole~
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I don't know anything but I thought the right way to rhyme a poem was to rhyme the first and third lines, then rhyme the second and forth lines of each stanza. There is probably a name for the many different ways to write poems - just shows how much I know (nothing).
Keep writing!
Love,
Sage
Regis, you do well with your fuzzy friend. -gene.
Well done Regis. I think if it is you writing a poem it will be good no matter what. Great write mon ami.
Nicole
(((HUGS))) et amour, ton ami dans Texas, Karen Lynn. :D