My little women

I was asked to write something for a poetry gathering themed around 'Little Women'. I'm not entirely convinced. And there's still time to come by something better.

 

My little women

cluck like Dominiquer hens

going about the little adventures

of their everyday lives.

Anna fluffs her feathers.

She is a pretty, little bird.

Shining eyes speak volumes

of a soaring spirit.

Sarah steps more sedately

with surer purpose

as she contemplates careers.

Petticoats bounce

as they amble from room to room

to the tune of their own

chattering songs.

My little women

peck and scratch

and turn their heads

as they gobble up the words

in the books they read.

Wings spread they are practising

to fly our little roost.

 

Reviews

[Creepy Swine Guy]

As I clicked over here to see what you came up with, not knowing the first thing about Ms. Alcott's masterpiece, my first impression was ... you have two "Little Women" surely there is some workable way to get Sarah and Anna in such a write. And low and behold ... that's what you did. It's times like this when I think I actually have a clue. I love your poem and how it captures what seems to be the personalities of your daughters (from what one can see in photos).

Very nice write!

[JohnL]

What a lovely simile/metaphor - little hens for little women. I assume Domeniquer hens to be what we in UK would call bantams? Very telling comparisons made and written and even the different personalities stated in smoothly flowing poetry. I loved it - start to finish - a happy poem. Not to laugh at it's too realistic, but one to enjoy a good smile.

John

[Gabriela]

This is a very interesting piece. I love the way that you describe things and you surely know how to write!