I love
sugary cotton candy
spun into a pink cloud,
writing children's poetry
to be whispered aloud.
watching yellow butterflies
as they flit flying by
comforting a baby
when she's starting to cry.
grass on summer mornings
glistening in dew,
and the feeling I get
when I think of you.
This is a list poem. Can you try writing your own list poem today? It doesn't have to rhyme. Just start by writing a list--things you love or hate, books you've read, movies you've seen, places you've visited, foods you like, etc. Then try to shape your list into a poem. Have fun. Happy Sunday.
Just like there are all kinds of people, there are all kinds of poems. Each one is special.
Joy,
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed these pretty images.
It seemed to me that the first two lines of each stanza spoke of an observation and the last two lines spoke of emotional connection. Was that your intention?
Nope, Linda, I didn't notice. I was just hurrying to post a poem for Sunday. Actually one could take the five senses and grab an image for each one and use those too (As they are woven into rhyming couplets ;-) So happy you saw and mentioned this. That last stanza was written for you.
DeleteI like how this poem deepened at the ending! Thanks, Joy. xo
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