Prompt For Hour Eleven Write a poem about laughter without ever using the words, laugh, laughter, or giggle.
Text Prompt
~willjxn~
It’s the sound that pleasure brings
Just be for the smile.
It’s the soul when humor stings,
joy, brought center aisle.
Funny is its victuals,
Silly is its drink.
Language’s residuals.
Jesting on the brink
Hope of every clown you see,
Wish of every mime.
Is the hearty haw, haw, hee!
Primeval sound sublime.
Best one I’ve read on this prompt! Thanks!
I struggled with this prompt so I used the picture for this hour but you did the prompt justice!! I agree with genawilliams and you worked in some clever rhymes!