Ten Waterford (Wô'tēr-fērd) Poems by Lara Dolphin

 

waterford (wô'tēr-fērd) n. 

A short, affirming, verse of four usually iambic lines with the rhyme scheme abba, in which the first and fourth lines are of eight syllables, and the second and third lines are of four. A waterford can be biographic (about a person, or group of people), geographic (about a place), or ekphrastic (about an artwork or art form). [est. 2024, named after Co. Waterford in south-east Ireland, founded by Kevin MacAlan] 

 

 

 

Half Marathon 

 

 

Go run with your Athletic Club 

Give it your best 

Then take a rest  

And grab some grub at Phil Grimes pub 

 

 

 

Ardkeen Library Silent Book Club 

 

 

Both lit and chat we do quite well 

So take a look 

And find a book  

Come sit and read with us a spell 

  

 

 

Wardrobe Swap 

 

 

First mend then clean then donate clothes 

You take my shirt 

I’ll take your skirt 

Upgrade your look. You’re fab in those! 

 

 

 

Record Store Day 

 

 

Exclusive releases will drop 

Music is best 

When vinyl’s pressed 

So get yourself out to a shop 

 

 

 

Green Room Awards 

 

 

Drum roll–the nominees are in 

The show has closed 

But keep composed  

Your cast and crew and you might win! 

 

 

 

Lafcadio Hearn Japanese Gardens 

 

 

You’ll find a corner of Tramore  

That casts out gloom 

When in full bloom 

Like Tokyo in days of yore 

 

 

 

Christmas Swim 

 

 

Help raise money for charity. 

Be strong. Be bold.  

Splash in the cold. 

You’ll shiver with hilarity. 

  

 

 

Padel 

 

 

Let’s all bring rackets to the court 

To hit some balls 

Off of the walls 

And we’ll enjoy a day of sport 

 

 

 

Our Lady of Waterford 

 

 

On walk to town, I stop and pray 

Where you look down 

With golden crown– 

Bring us to Jesus every day 

 

 

 

Waterford Panto Society 

 

 

Guess how we’ll know it’s Christmastime 

With songs we’ll laugh 

Sides split in half 

It is the stage for Pantomime

Lara Dolphin - A descendant of immigrants, Lara Dolphin lives with her family among the Allegheny Mountains of Central Pennsylvania on the ancestral land of the Susquehannock/Iroquois people. 

She has written three chapbooks In Search Of The Wondrous Whole, Chronicle Of Lost Moments, and At Last a Valley. She, like countless others, hopes for a world filled with greater peace.