The Friday Fling Writes Picnic Kyrielles (NOT Kyrielle Sonnets)!
Friday Fling #132 June 10th 2011
You’ve probably noticed that the weather is warm, even if you live in the northern parts of the US or anywhere in Canada. If you saw anything about the Fling challenge of two weeks ago, you also know Memorial Day came and went a bit ago, traditionally kicking off the American summer vacationtime.
Which means, among other things…picnics! Picnics are things a lot of people wait all winter and much of Spring to experience, and by summer they become downright common. So this week we thought that we’d challenge you to write about them, either generically or specifically about one or more that you particularly remember.
Now as to format, it should be lengthy enough to allow you to express yourself on the topic and yet adjustable. For that reason and another that will become clear next week, we thought this would be a good time to try the Kyrielle, a format we never have included in a Fling challenge before. (NB: The Kyrielle is not exactly the same as the Kyrielle SONNET.) Here’s ShadowPoetry.com’s take:
Kyrielle
A Kyrielle is a French form of rhyming poetry written in quatrains (a stanza consisting of 4 lines), and each quatrain contains a repeating line or phrase as a refrain (usually appearing as the last line of each stanza). Each line within the poem consists of only eight syllables. There is no limit to the amount of stanzas a Kyrielle may have, but three is considered the accepted minimum. Some popular rhyming schemes for a Kyrielle are: aabB, ccbB, ddbB, with B being the repeated line, or abaB, cbcB, dbdB.
Mixing up the rhyme scheme is possible for an unusual pattern of: axaZ, bxbZ, cxcZ, dxdZ, etc.
with Z being the repeated line.
The rhyme pattern is completely up to the poet.
My Bouquet
Some days I sing, some days I cry.
My soul’s the one determines why.
Sometimes it laughs, sometimes it mourns.
On my bouquet are many thorns.
Wake up each day, face a dark cloud.
My happiness wrapped in a shroud.
The day begins; to me it scorns.
On my bouquet are many thorns.
Lay down my head, dark nights begun.
With the sad setting of the sun.
From all my sorrows my heart mourns.
On my bouquet are many thorns.
Copyright © 2003 Floria Kelderhouse
This week the Friday Fling Features Picnics in Kyrielle!
Be sure to save time to read and comment convivially on your fellow Pals’ picnic poems. Then go enjoy this still-not-officially-summer-weekend, maybe complete with a…picnic?
Fickle Finger of Fate Award for June 3rd 2011
Congratulations RC!
The caption for the one above is “Picnic at Fullers celebrating Michelle’s visit – 1981.” Do these people look familiar, Michelle?
No caption on this one – go figger LOL
Welcome everyone, pull up a checkered cloth or as picnic table and let’s share poems about picnics! You need not write in the suggested format, but the Friday Fling offers you the option of learning and/or practicing an established poetry format. Most of us are familiar with the Kyrielle Sonnet, but few know there is also a similar yet different format called the Kyrielle!
Thanks!!! I’m at a loss for words!!
Good evening everyone.. I’m still working on my poem and I’m almost done.. be back in a few! None of the people look familiar to me at the Fuller Picnic, (((Bob!))) LOL
I was feeling slightly lonesome before Michelle showed up with her lusciously romantic picnic basket Kyrielle, so I checked out You Tube and wallowed in this:
The Teddy Bears Picnic song is dear to my heart because it was the theme song of my favorite radio show as a kid – Big John & Sparky. In the summer I would listen to it every Saturday morning while in the back seat of my grandparents’ car as we drove to their country farm. Usually I was fingering the quarter allowance my mom had given me the night before, and I was anxious to hit the general store in the nearby little town to buy a couple of ten cent comic books. This is a shortened version of the song, which the artists butchered, but it’s fun anyhow, and on You Tube there is text which mentions this was the theme song of the “much-loved children’s show.”
WoW..E for effort :groovy:
When the Fling is slow like tonight, the really nice part of having a fun cohost is we can amuse ourselves anyway. Tonight we rewrote the lyrics to Teddy Bears’ Picnic LOL
“If you go out in the woods today, you’d better avoid the flies”
Me: If you go out in the woods today, you’d better ignore the cries
Me: for every bear that ever there was
Me: will hide and reek for certain because
Me: they ate bad fish and now they have diarheeeea
Michelle: ewwwwwweee
Me: I just “ran” with it when you didn’t reply LOL
Michelle: stinky winky was their name
Me: LOL isn’t he one of the Teletubbies?
Michelle: LOL.. not sure
Me: Picnic time for teddy bears
Me: the little teddy bears are having an awful time today
Me: watch them soil their underwear
Me: after their picnic on their holiday
Michelle: too much beer gives them a messy rear
Me: nice rhyme LOL
Me: see them madly dash about
Michelle: that will teach them stealing from picnic baskets
Michelle: after eating all the sausage and kraut
Me: and hear them pray and shout
Me: LOL
Me: ’cause no one brought Imodium
Me: At six o’cleck their mommies and daddies will take them home to bed
Me: because they’re pooped out little teddy bears
Me: good lines!
Michelle: I was trying to think of that word for a platform…podium
Michelle: So they roared upon the podium
Michelle: This goes after your imodium line
Me: oh cool
Me: there are lines in that song that don’t rhyme with any others I think
Michelle: lol.. ok
Great blog…i will try to get back to it tomorrow! :love:
Sorry I’m late!!! I fell asleep watching the news LMAO ~ too much politics I guess???
The reunion picnic is finally done
sure was hot out there in the sun
Uncle Joe got drunk..put on Aunt Jan’s dress
fell on the table and made quite a mess
Grandma’s sitting on the front porch swing
“I aint cleaning up nothing…not one thing!
Stop doing that, Billy, you’ll get germs!”
Little Billy keeps right on eating them bugs and worms.
The hounds decided that I was the enemy
so most of my evening was spent in a tree.
Ethel shooed them away with a pan
then I joined in the hunt for Aunt Jan.
Finally we all gathered to say our goodbyes
with bites and bruises and tears in our eyes.
Family reunion picnic’s a big deal
“Sorry folk..I gotta go…it’s been real”
Hadda jump my truck off and left real fast
leaving them memories back there in the past.
left with grandma’s voice in my ear
“Goodbye and God bless…y’all come back now ..hear!”
PICNIC
Picnics on the pouch are the ground
With all the families and friends around
weather is warm
And the skitters will do you harm
So better git out the spray
So you can enjoy your stay
Waited all winter and Spring
Just to git out and sing
Eat hotdogs and burgers
Just look at all those little critter
Walkin away wit the vittles
Picnics on the pouch are the ground
Brings every man woman child and critter around
Written By: Bettie Davis ————————————————- © June o9 , 2o11
Wrote this one in 2009?
It’s an imaginary picnic, from a Man’s perspective.
In the woods
Hey baby, let’s go on a picnic
I think it would be great
In the woods
A cooler full of beer, vienna sausages
crackers, Cheeto’s, let’s do it up good.
In the woods
Yeah, we’ll just walk, talk, get to know
each other.
In the woods
No, you just relax, I’ll do it all, get all
the stuff, we’ll have a ball.
In the woods
In a while, will come and pick you up.
It’s a beautiful day, the bird’s are singing 😀
we’ll be together, could it be any better?
In the woods
We’re here, just you and me, Mother Nature
makes three. :love: :love: :love:
This is a day that I’ve dreamed of for so long.
Since the first day that I saw your beautiful face.
And here we are, just you and me.
In the woods
The beer is going right through me, will have to go
off a ways…
and take care of business… 😛
In the woods
How selfish of me! Do you need to go, that’s the 1 thing
I didn’t think of you know? 😯
I did bring paper towels, will those do?
I’m sorry, if it’s a little rough on you. 😥 😳 🙁
In the woods
You can go first, I’m always a Gentleman, promise not to watch.
I’d like to get to know you better…
before I view your crotch 😯 😯 (LOL, rhyming words, what a hoot!)
In the woods
You and Me
no bathrooms
anywhere you
see, but I Love You
already, do You Love Me?
In the woods.
CLG 2009
LOL! Good humorous write! :love: :love: :love:
I love the nature side of picnics! 🙂
:love:
Precious blog and such beautiful poetry and images! Happy Friday!!
OK BOB…I CAME BACK WITH A WRITE…( YOU GUYS BETTER LOVE ME …JUST KIDDING…LOL )
I DO NOT KNOW THESE PEOPLE BUT I SURE LOVE THE PIC… ENJOY ….
A PICNIC BUILDED FOR TWO
A perfect day
Picnic for two
Wine chilled to profess
You and me
Bees and flies
Strawberries nice and red
Cheese and bread
Sittin in the breeze y air
What could be better
For my sweet and me
Written By: Bettie Davis ——————————————————————— © June 1o , 2o11
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OK I came to the picnic and brought my friend Arty~ hugs to all the great writes here love them j :love: :love: :love:
ARTY
NY NEW FRIEND
I FOUND AT THE PIC NIC
WE HAD SO MUCH FUN
I CHASED HIM ON THE CLOTH
AND HE KEPT ME ON THE RUN
HE HID BENEATH THE WATERMELON
AND DUCKED BEHIND THE CHEESE
I NEARLY MISSED HIM
WHEN HE MADE ME SPILL THE PEPPER
AND I HAD A GREAT BIG SNEEZE
I HELD HIM IN MY HAND
HE WAVED FROM BENEATH THE GLASS
HE BIT ME ON THE ELBOW AND MADE ME HAVE
TO SCRATCH MY,,,,A,,,,S
HE MADE ME PUFF AND PANT
MEET MY FRIEND
THE BEST OF THE BEST
ARTY THE PICNIC ANT!
Some nice sing – a – for the picnic arent we havin fun yet ….. Yea
Picnic Packing – Original Authors Unknown
“A Tisket – A Tasket”
A-tisket, A-tasket,
Let’s pack a picnic basket.
We’ll fill it up with food to munch.
What’s in our picnic lunch?
Ants at the Picnic
“Skip to My Lou”
Ants at the picnic, what’ll I do?
Ants at the picnic, what’ll I do?
Ants at the picnic, what’ll I do?
Guess I’ll eat real quickly!
The Picnic Basket
“Pop! Goes the Weasel”
Put salad, soda, and sandwiches in,
Forks and plates and cups.
Our picnic basket is filled to the top.
But I can’t pick it up I’ll eat some salad and sandwiches, too.
I’ll drink some soda pop.
Now my baskets not so full, And I can pick it up!
Here We Go on a Picnic
“Mulberry Bush”
Here we go on a picnic today,
A picnic today, a picnic today.
Here we go on a picnic today,
On such a beautiful ________________(day of the week)
This is the way we spread our cloth,
Spread our cloth, spread our cloth.
This is the way we spread our cloth,
On such a beautiful _______________.
This is the way we eat our lunch…
This is the way we play our games…
This is the way we clean it up…
After a delightful picnic.
We had fun on a picnic today,
Picnic today, picnic today.
We had fun on a picnic today,
On such a beautiful ____________.
The Picnic Basket
“The Mulberry Bush”
Here we go round
The picnic basket,
The picnic basket,
The picnic basket.
Here we go round
The picnic basket,
So early
In the morning.
Picnic in the Park
“She’ll Be Coming Round the Mountain”
Yes, we’ll all go on
A picnic in the park.
Yes, we’ll all go on
A picnic in the park.
Bring some lunch
And bring a ball.
There will be
Such fun for all!
Yes, we’ll all go on
A picnic in the park.
I HAVE READ AND ENJOYED ALL THE WRITES AND HANDED OUT GREEN THUMBS,,, SEEMS APPROPRIATE FOR A PICNIC,, LIKE PICKLES YOU HAVE ALL GOT THE GREEN PICKLY THUMB AWARD FROM ME WITH THESE AWSOME WRITES!
on the picnic bench we lay
in your eyes I wanna stay
sounds of nature sing a tune
as we drift off sleeping soon
counting birds flying fast by
making forms of clouds in sky
feeling breezes softly too
as we drift off sleeping soon
smelling grilled food cooking near
stayed so still seen passing dear
stayed till dark romantic moon
as we drift off sleeping soon
Sounds of crickets play a song
could we stay here all night long
holding hands since daylight noon
as we drift off sleeping soon
holding memories of the day
picnic bench there still today
where animals dance there tune
as we drift off sleeping soon
Mary
Friday Fling Michelle and Bob
It’s cold and pouring with rain here – definitely not picnic weather! But here is a quicky:
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Picnic in the Rain
.
We brought our brollies
It won’t be so jolly
In fact it’s a pain
This picnic in the rain
.
Play a game of ball
Don’t slip and fall
In the mud – it’s insane!
This picnic in the rain
.
The kids are all wet
How much worse can it get
It’s gone down the drain
This picnic in the rain!
.
(c) June 2011 Martha Magenta
Whew! Finally got one done (such that it is) . . . . the “forms” are always such a challenge.
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PICNIC FUN FOR EVERYONE
There’s almost nothing better than
getting together once again
with friends and fam’ly picnic style,
a time that’s sure to bring a smile.
Come rain or shine, we’ll have such fun,
something to do for ev’ryone.
So we’re planning to stay awhile,
a time that’s sure to bring a smile.
We’ll play ball and swim in the lake,
I wonder what Aunt Tess will bake.
And after lunch we’ll run a mile,
a time that’s sure to bring a smile.
As friends and family congregate
we’ll be sure to circle the date
because we’ve known it for a while,
a time that’s sure to bring a smile.
(c) barbara kausteklis 6-10-11
All such wonderful poetry posted for this challenge. Now I just might have to plan a picnic for this weekend. (Come rain or shine . . . . ) Have a great weekend!
Great writes…i know mine wasn’t to form, but i just write what God sends me in the moment…sometimes that is nothing!
Kudos to all with thumbs up left! :love: