The Meter Family

Meet the Meter Family

The Meter Family's Going to Town

It’s time to go, Iamb calls out.
Get in the car. The morning’s gone.
Hurry, hurry, hisses Trochee.
Mono, Tetra, move along.
Dactyl is dallying, putting her stockings on,
can’t find her bonnet or coat, or her shoes.
Papa Pentameter wonders what’s taking so long.
Mono
Meter
hops from
one foot
to the
other.
Good girl, Spon Dee, says Mom.

The Meter Family Feast

The Meter Family Feast

All of the girls are cooking today,
each her own specialty in her own way.

Anapest’s antipasto is great!
Dactyl, please hand me a plate of it.
Dactyl, the cantaloupes, cucumbers, olives and...

Yummy, Trochee! Woe, my diet:
leg of lamb and chicken biscuit.

Iamb’s desserts are such a dream:
meringue pecan gateau, ice cream.

The meal is pure poetry without the rhyme,
but no dish is ready at quite the same time!