A red bandana brought from Havana Lou wore She was Rosanna from south Savannah She swore They ate bananas in their pajamas Galore! Singing hosannas in the cabana next door Carlos Santana Hannah Montana do more
The shouted out loud to quieten the crowd Please cease! Rosanna allowed Santana to cloud her peace Hannah of course vowed she would remain proud At least Now Lou never cowed With gun, in he ploughed Police! Santana in shroud Carried out unbowed Deceased
Grace was hosting DVerse Poets tonight and challenged us to write a Lai The Lai This form looks to be a very simple form comprising of a five syllabled couplet followed by a two syllable line. The number of lines in each stanza is fixed at nine and the couplets must rhyme with each other, as the two syllable lines must also rhyme. In English this line is probably the most difficult part of the poem. The stanza's rhyme pattern is... a. a. b. a. a. b. a. a. b. This is my first attempt at this!
National Poetry Writing Month NaPoWriMo - Day 25 - April 25th Today’s prompt (optional, as always). Taking a cue from our video resource for the day, and from Keat’s poem, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that: Is specific to a season Uses imagery that relates to all five senses (sight, sound, taste, touch, and smell) Includes a rhetorical question, (like Keats’ “where are the songs of spring?”)
The land was calling He could hear it beckoning to his soul Come, come it cried Over and over Echoing through the shoal
He followed the sounds through the waters deep until the beach he found Where he shed his sealskin taking on human form and laid there on the ground
Breathless, resting on the sand Looking skyward to the sun Feeling the warmth of the glow A shadow crossed his eyes and he did see an outline of a beautiful female torso
As he struggled to get up the girl held out her hand “Come with me”, she said Mesmerized he complied “You and I belong together and we will surely wed”
He hid away his Selkie skin in a place so secret no one would ever look He lived happily in human form with his beautiful bride but curiosity is all it took
She found his sealskin one fateful day in its hiding place The legend came true He did leave her there, alone with her own good grace
The sea called him back to where he did belong leaving her broken-hearted The Selkie returned from whence he came to the ocean uncharted
National Poetry Writing Month NaPoWriMo - April 24 - Day 24 Today's prompt - Today’s (optional) prompt is to write a poem that, like “Dictionary Illustrations,” is inspired by a reference book.
Time for One Liner Wednesday and a little levity on this Hump Day. Yesterday was St. George’s Day in England so this cartoon is timely. Hope you have a great day!
Unable to rise above feelings of despair Dragging me down on this road to nowhere Strength and bravery failing me once more eyes blinded as I crawl on the floor Help me please as you are wise Lift me up So, I may rise
