Toys (Cascadent)

by Meena Krish   Feb 20, 2013


Toys
they spread it all over the floor

Toys
even sleep on my bed

Toys
invade my kitchen too

Toys
please get away from me

Toys
my boys, you have way too many

These toys
they mess up my home

More toys
splash and splash in the bathroom,

Look at the way they cleaned up their toys
all tumbles down onto my feet
when I open the closet

Everywhere I turn I see nothing but
toys toys toys!

Cascadent poetry requires the use of a common
word. The word has to end or start the first five
lines. But whichever you choose must be
consistent, either start or end. Do not mix. Then
an extra word of your choice plus the common word
for two lines. Then three lines where the word is
incorporated once only anywhere. Finally, the
common word must be the last line repeated
three times.

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  • 11 years ago

    by Khalid M Darwish

    I like toys since I have many kids. In some places you look like annoyed of toys "please get away from me" but I can't imagine my house without toys.You know, my kids fight for having toys allaround them although I don't agree with them but you can see the real happiness in their faces. You smacked it when you chose the appropriate poetry form. I might try it someday. You are brilliant, you rocked it.

  • 11 years ago

    by Khalid M Darwish

    I like toy since I have many kids. In some places you look like annoyed of toys "please get away from me" but I can't imagine my house without toys.You know, my kids fight for having toys allaround them although I don't agree with them but you can see the real happiness in their faces. You smacked it when you chose the appropriate poetry form. I might try it someday. You are brilliant, you rocked it.

  • 11 years ago

    by Robert Gardiner

    Very Nicely Done Meena!!

  • 11 years ago

    by Exostosis

    Oh you and Raj are good with forms.

    The form is good. I am so hesitant with forms.

    But here, it isn't just about the form or just toys. It has to do with the memories. You get mad at children for randomly dispersing the toys. They get in the way of your routines. You are setting up the table, bringing the food from kitchen to the table and a toy gets in the way and you get irritated. You love your kids, but you could have tripped and the food could be all over the floor. They are everywhere. There is a shortage of space at times, to store the toys. Children see a toy and they want it. They play with it for a few days and it is just another toy in the pile. But as the children grow up, the toys lessen. You look at the closet and think to yourself, how fast did they grow up.

    Very well written.

  • 11 years ago

    by Angie

    (Weekly Contest Comment - 2/25/13)

    What an interesting form, I love formed poetry and I've not seen this one before. I like how the writer explained the form at the end, thank you for that. The topic was perfect, toys, something I think all of us moms and some dads too I'm sure, can really relate to. We do want our children to have fun and enjoy their toys but we also like to keep a clean house and expect them to clean up after themselves, so to have the toys spill from the closet, priceless... love the realness of this piece, it flowed well and you nailed the form Meena (4)