Lemonade

Vecteezy

LEMONADE

When sidewalks hiss like bacon fat,

Take note.

The wise man will not trust his coat,

Like that.

Just squeeze two lemons in a glass,

Ice first.

The cubes arrive to quench your thirst,

Not pass.

One sip demotes the sun from king,

Heat fled.

That's why our grandmothers stirred instead.

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This is The Hendecastich by Michael Fantina

11 line poem

1 stanza

alternates iambic feet of four (tetrameter) and one (monameter)

i.e. syllables: 8-2-8-2-8-2-8-2-8-2-8

rhyme scheme: abbacddceff

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Prompted by those sour puckers over at DVerse Poets Pub.

©2026 Christopher Reilley 

 

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