‘Twas the Night Before Christmas in Birmingham

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the ‘Ham Not a creature was stirring, not even the Ram. The stocking was hung on Regions with care In hopes that St. NickRocks soon would be there. The children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of boiled peanuts danced in their heads. And … Continue reading ‘Twas the Night Before Christmas in Birmingham

A Southern Spring Sonnet

To continue the theme of poetry month that I started on Tuesday with a series of limericks (if you missed them, you can catch up here), I thought that I'd attempt a Shakespearean sonnet. It was a little more challenging with it's iambic pentameter, which I'm quite sure I didn't always hit the mark on … Continue reading A Southern Spring Sonnet

A Tale Told in Limerick

April is National Poetry Month. That's why I'm recounting my recent trip to Chicago in limerick. Here we go: We drove to Chicago, Illinois To see our fine college boy. We wined and we dined. “The cold!” we opined. That wind is the real McCoy. We spent two nights in Kentucky Which may strike you … Continue reading A Tale Told in Limerick