Writing 201: Poetry #6

For today’s challenge, bearing in mind it is a Saturday we were asked simply to say a few lines on a poem that we love, that makes us jealous.

Mine is a poem from my childhood, that I have had the pleasure of re-discovering with my own children. Little Red Riding Hood, from Roald Dahl’s Revolting Rhymes, is a parody of the traditional Riding Hood fairy tale, ending in a decidedly non-traditional way…

The small girl smiles.
One eyelid flickers.
She whips a pistol from her knickers.

She aims it at the creature’s head.
And bang bang bang, she shoots him dead

There are so many reasons I love this. Hilarious use of rhyme. The unexpected twist. The hint of anarchy, using grown up words in a story supposedly for children. That imagery! Words that a child will remember into adulthood…

There is no other section of poetic writing that so encapsulates what I am trying to ultimately achieve with my poetry.

Here’s to trying 🙂

 

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Author: Al Lane

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14 thoughts on “Writing 201: Poetry #6”

      1. Our favorite:

        The small girl smiles. One eyelid flickers.
        She whips a pistol from her knickers.
        She aims it at the creature’s head
        And bang bang bang, she shoots him dead.
        A few weeks later, in the wood,
        I came across Miss Riding Hood.
        But what a change! No cloak of red,
        No silly hood upon her head.
        She said, “Hello, and do please note
        My lovely furry wolfskin coat.”

  1. This was cool! I remember something I heard a while back…. Have no idea who wrote it, perhaps you might know Mary had a little lamb, her father shot it dead. Now Mary carries that lamb to school between two hunks of bread.

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