Written for: dVerse Poets Pub, Quadrille #160: Poem that pack a punch (posted by whimsygizmo) "In case you can’t tell, today I’m feeling a little punchy. I’m after the perfect poetic punchline. So grab your word punching bag and get started. Turn a punch recipe into a refreshing poem. Holepunch your way into the lyrical universe, and dive right in. Don’t pull any punches; I want you to punch that writer’s block timeclock and just go for it." He was punch-drunk, smelled of skunk. His head went clunk! He was in a funk. He knew he’d flunk the test–be sunk. He’d pack a trunk, filled with his junk, like jeans, preshrunk, and his music, punk. Maybe he’d become a monk. https://dversepoets.com/
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I like the rhyming scheme in this poem. Nice job.
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Thanks, Arcadia!
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Sounds like he’s at a crossroads.
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And likely to stay there! Thanks, Lisa.
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You’re welcome, Sara.
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Well written Sara… 👍🏼🙂✌🏼That poem is a slam-dunk!
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Thanks, Rob, and all without playing basketball!
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Haha! Good one Sara
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Thanks, Sadje!
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You’re most welcome
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Well done! Punch with a punch did him in!
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Thanks, Dwight!
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you are welcome!
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Ha! So much fun rhyme here, Sara! Nicely done!
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Thanks, De!
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What fun rhymes. I’m impressed.
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Thanks so much, Ali!
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You didn’t flunk with this rhyme! 👍
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Thanks, Lesley!
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