Vincent Price’s name is synonomous with classic horror films. His characteristic voice sends shivers down your spine. When you hear him speak, you know something is waiting for you in the shadows. He is still very much missed.
With today’s Blogging Letter of the Day being V, he came to mind. Probably also doesn’t hurt that I have been doing a lot of thrill reading lately. My current book is Anno Dracula by Kim Newman suggested to me by blogging/author friend Helena Hann-Basquiat (go check out her horror masterpiece Jessica-she’s writing a sequel-I can’t wait!!!)
Today’s poetry prompt was to write a clerihew. A clerihew is a four line poem containing a pair of rhyming couplets. It is a whimsical poem usually about a famous person. The rhymes are often forced, and the first line is the person’s name. I chose Vincent Price, obviously.
The sun is shining today here in the DFW metroplex. If it’s shining where you are, go out and soak up the vitamin D. Make sure you put on sunscreen, though.
Vincent Price-A Clerihew
By Jessica Scott
Took smoking as his vice,
Which shortened his career in horror.
Thank god, he wasn’t an explorer.