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. ----- 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 ----- Prompted by those sour puckers over at DVerse Poets Pub . ©2026 Christopher Reilley I would love to know what you thought about this piece. Please consider leaving a comment.
