Eight-line Poems

Lament for a Tattered Poem

Lament for a Tattered Poem

Oh dear, there’s a hole in my stanza,
it wasn’t there yesterday,
but I loaned it to Sancho Panza,
his donkey eats anything, they say,
or maybe the washing machine tore it
(I’m sure that first verse should be red) -
it could be that when I last wore it
the brambles left it hanging in shreds.


Line count: 8
Rhymed abab
For Express It In Eight, 08.17.23
Prompt: Write a tattered poem.