Nonet

( A nine line poem with a decreasing number of syllables, from nine to one, in each line or vice-versa)

~

ssh

listen

a host of

silver angels

sing hallelujah,

a beautiful descant

in harmonious chorale

bringing tidings of joy to all

for this very special time of year

~

it’s not very many syllables

in an upside-down pyramid

forty-five to be exact

to make a fine nonet

the problem is maths

and it’s easy

to run out

of short

words

~

if you said you would ring, then ring her

she will be expecting a call

what is it that’s stopping you

are you getting cold feet?

in that case ring her

go on ring her

ring her now

ring her

now!