Be A Good Oyster

The oysters were all marching in lock step

Young and old alike tip toe across the sand

They follow the voice’s ominus lead

Benevolently nodding in assent

Through forty days of work and rest and play

Oysters always obey their master’s voice

Blindly fulfilling their solemn duty

Tirelessly they chant a most solemn tune

Listen to them carefully if you dare

Irksome woes are daily set aside

As promises are made and broken

Oysters never lie nor do they disobey

Young and old alike tiptoe across the sand

With hopes of always doing the right thing.

Welcome to day 5 of Na/GloPoWriMo, during which each poet has been asked to pick a poem, and to write one in its style, using the the initial of each line as the initial of each of his own lines. I have chosen Seamus Heaney’s ‘The Seed Cutters’ as me pattern.


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