A Poetry Sporadical of Repeating Forms
Ol’ whippoorwill is callin’ from the hollow, sad and slow.
Ol’ whippoorwill is callin’ from the hollow, sad and slow.
And one thing I’m determined, they ain’t whippin’ me no mo’.
The jaybird, she’s a’screechin’ like Miss Sally at her pa.
The jaybird, she’s a’screechin’ like Miss Sally at her pa.
And one thing I’m determined is, I’m leavin’ Arkansas.
The black crow, he’s a’cawin’ by the honeysuckle vine.
The black crow, he’s a’cawin’ by the honeysuckle vine.
But one thing I’m determined is, it ain’t no child ’a mine.
The peckerwood, he bangin’ like a pulpit-thumpin’ man.
The peckerwood, he bangin’ like a pulpit-thumpin’ man.
But one thing I’m determined is, you gotta have a plan.
The bluebird, it so little, got a blue and little face.
The bluebird, it so little, got a blue and little face.
But one thing I’m determined is, nobody find the place.
The hoot owl, he keep quiet. He don’t talk, but see it all.
The hoot owl, he keep quiet. He don’t talk, but see it all.
And one thing I’m determined, I’ll be on the road by fall.
Janice D. Soderling is a widely published author of poems, stories and translations. Included among her many international credits are The Lyric Magazine (Scotland), The Chimaera (Australia) and Glimmer Train (U.S.)