In my father-in-law’s things, after he died, we found some sketches he had done some years earlier. This Amish buggy was perfectly drawn down to the minute details. Our d’verse prompt today from Bjorn, is to use onomatopoeia to create a poem. These are words that sound like they are spoken. I decided to use Dad’s Amish buggy to make my poem. The onomatopoeia words are in italics.
Clip Clop Ride
Amish buggy // wheels rattling against pavement
Rolling down the road // slowing down traffic
Thwack of the reins on the horses back
Trotting down the road to town and back
Rolling past fields with mooing cows
And a farmer feeding his pregnant sows
Little girls sitting in back with their brothers
Avoiding tourists with cameras and snapping shutters
Home again past their barn full of hay
And the cackle of chickens as they scratch and play
A unique life style frozen in time
Quite a different choice from yours and mine
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Sketch: Paul White
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a nice trot down memory lane
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Yes it is! Thanks Gina.
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A fun buggy ride. I love all the sounds!
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Sort of like “The Farmer in the Dale”! Thanks.
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I love this and the sketch complements and magnifies those sounds. Wonderful!
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Thanks Mary!
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Exceptional sketch. Your father-in-law was a great artist. Your poem brought all the sounds and country smells to life.
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Oh, yes, I forgot the plop plop as the horses clip clop!!
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Now I can’t stop grinning at the plop plop. I do love this poem and the sketch; growing up in Indiana, I remember this sight and you have captured it so well!
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Thank you! I have seen it in Pennsylvania many time in my growing up years as well.
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Love this one!
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Thanks Tara!
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What a find – the sketch. Your words do your father’s work justice. Nice.
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Thank you! I appreciate your kind words.
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Your father-in-law’s sketch and your poem blend together so beautifully!
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Thank You Jo! It was fun to put it together!
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Ah yes indeed quite a unique lifestyle. And your rhymkng piem is lovely. Thanks for dropping by my blog today
Much🌻love
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I’ve never been for a buggy ride, so this is the closest I’ll probably ever come to one, Dwight. So evocative. The rhythm and rhyme scheme convey the trotting horse perfectly. It’s amazing how the Amish sustain their lifestyle in these modern times. If technology fails, they have nothing to fear.
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Thanks Kim. You will have to take a trip to visit Amish country in Lancaster, Pennsylvania!!
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I enjoyed this ride through the countryside…thanks for sharing you and your father’s talents! We rode away from our wedding in an antique buggy 😊
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How nice! This was a fun ride!
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Wonderful sketch and poem!
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Thank you so much!
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Nice description. They do slow traffic down. So do bicyclists for that matter.
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You’re right!
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That is one fine sketch! I cloud hear those horses.
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Thanks Sara! I am very pleased to have it.
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A wonderful take on the prompt, and tribute to your Dad. You also touch on a serious subject–the plight of the Amish, Quakers & Mennonites in the 21st century!
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Thanks Glenn, Yes, as times change it gets harder and harder to slow down in a speeded up world.
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I really love how you made the image come alive… I can almost see the buggy start moving, and colors appearing.
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Thank you Bjorn. It was a really fun write!
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This is a great addition to this Dverse prompt and the sketch.
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Thanks you so much!
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Exquisite drawing and words so well describing the scene and its sounds. Years and years ago, we lived in rural Iowa. I used to go to Kalona, Iowa where there was an Amish settlement to go to their country store for fresh eggs, butter, and some very simple dishes that we still have: a sturdy mixing bowl, a butter dish. I also often bought snaps and buttons there as I did a lot of sewing in those days. We often saw the Amish buggies parked next to the store…folks farming with plows pulled by horses. Thank you for the lovely memories.
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I love your story. Iowa has a lot of Amish as does Ohio, Indiana and Pennnsylvania. Their food is hard to beat. When we travel to Pensylvania, I always go to a Amish bakery and get Moon Pies (apple turnovers). They are the best. Thanks for your great conmment!
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you Chuck for digging this out of the archives. I think I will repost it as well with the picture if you want to delete and repost it.
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Thank you for reposting this one. I could not make a comment on your site after the post.
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