I'm
standing
atop the
Eiffel tower
feeling a great
sense of power
when along comes
an April Shower.
Boy does that make
the day seem sour!
I walk back down,
it takes an hour, all the while
smelling the exhaust of rush hour.
I guess I shouldn't be so gloomy
and dour. But SHUCKS,
only ducks like rain
on their parade.
Hi Joy,
ReplyDeleteHmm. Is the parade literal or figurative? Oh, I know the reader must decide for himself/herself. Right?
Linda A.
Joy,
ReplyDeleteI like this a lot and am sorry that my blog package can't seem to get it about shaped poems. No matter how hard I try, everything slides flush left.
David
Thanks David,
ReplyDeleteThis is getting to be fun. Have you heard of my diabolical plan to encourage everyone to submit concrete poems for your next WOW Challenge (Word of the Month)?
This poem is presented flush left with spaces and some lines removed on Children's poet David Harrison's blog at http://www.davidlharrison.wordpress.com
Look for his adult WOW challenge. this month's word is SOUR.
So NOW I know what a concrete poem is. Thanks for the cool illustration. I'm not sure if my blog would take this shape either. I must try it sometime.
ReplyDeleteI plan to follow you now. Such fun! Loved the snake poem, too. :)
http://www.banterwithbeth.blogspot.com
Beth,
ReplyDeleteThank you for taking the time to come by and check out the concrete poems. They are fun to write. Try your own. Some people consider William Carlos Williams' poem THE RED WHEELBARROW, a concrete poem because each stanza looks like a little wheelbarrow.
Keep having fun and writing.
Thanks for the comment.