A Penguin Poem

The Challenger’s Word: Penguin

Nothing is more aesthetic so observe life in the most deserted places on earth. But do penguins really have to be this clumsy? Look at them and tell me they are not adorable!

The style of the poem is a secret hidden. Can you find it?

I give you:


By Gregor

Polar days come and go.

Ever-lasting view of snow.

Never-ending winter cold,

Genuine and dateless old.

Unforgotten and unforgiving,

Inhospitable for all living.

Nature, but, is always proofing.

Still, in the white figures are moving.

Antarctic living circumstances,

Row on row they do their dances,

Enjoying life at any chances.

Although birds, flying they can’t.

Water is their element.

Eating fish, squid in their throat.

Suited in a plumy tailcoat.

Original social discipline.

Multifaceted and genuine.

Everyone loves a Penguin!


Now, read the first letter of every row from top to the end!


…, Aren’t they?


What should the next poem be about?

Become a Challenger and post your word in the comment section!

2 thoughts on “A Penguin Poem

  1. Whatever you do, you mustn’t doubt,
    A great poet of unbeliable might.
    The next challenge word i needn’t shout
    Easy and simple it is to write
    Read the capitals to find out.

    Liked by 2 people

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