Daily writing prompts from June 9th, 2008 to December 31st, 2022
Saturday January 13th, 2018
The exercise: This Saturday is not just four line poem day - it's a list prompt day as well. So use the following words somewhere in your four lines of poetry: snow, bird, tree.
Hmm, that's quite a challenge, using three words in just four lines of poetry. I shall be grateful you didn't pick five, but I am going to insist on seeing your attempt at this too :-P
Finbulwinter Snow falls heavily, all throughout the night Covering the trees until they're a pretty, icy, sight Smothering the birds until they're frozen; dead and white Mounding up so high that it blocks out all the light...
Greg - that's some lovely work. Hard to pick a favorite line, I think because everything works so well as a whole.
Also... challenge accepted :)
Mine:
Outside my window in a snow-covered tree A little bird is singing a song for me. His sweet melody brings me back to the day When spring felt like it would never go away
I'm very glad you accepted the challenge, and rose to it so well! I think much of what you said about my effort fits your poem as well -- the whole is moulded together so artfully that it would be impossible to pull it apart and comment on any of it separately. I also rather like that yours has all the hope in it that mine steadily shreds :)
I'm late, but I couldn't resist. ============== Settled on a tree branch Neatly arrayed in black and white One magpie bird Wings his way homeward through the cold.
Morganna - better late than never. Also: you fooled the hell out of me with that acrostic. I was entirely certain you'd forgotten to include 'snow'. So, you know, well done :)
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Hmm, that's quite a challenge, using three words in just four lines of poetry. I shall be grateful you didn't pick five, but I am going to insist on seeing your attempt at this too :-P
Finbulwinter
Snow falls heavily, all throughout the night
Covering the trees until they're a pretty, icy, sight
Smothering the birds until they're frozen; dead and white
Mounding up so high that it blocks out all the light...
Greg - that's some lovely work. Hard to pick a favorite line, I think because everything works so well as a whole.
Also... challenge accepted :)
Mine:
Outside my window in a snow-covered tree
A little bird is singing a song for me.
His sweet melody brings me back to the day
When spring felt like it would never go away
I'm very glad you accepted the challenge, and rose to it so well! I think much of what you said about my effort fits your poem as well -- the whole is moulded together so artfully that it would be impossible to pull it apart and comment on any of it separately.
I also rather like that yours has all the hope in it that mine steadily shreds :)
I'm late, but I couldn't resist.
==============
Settled on a tree branch
Neatly arrayed in black and white
One magpie bird
Wings his way homeward through the cold.
Greg - hah, yes, well :)
Morganna - better late than never. Also: you fooled the hell out of me with that acrostic. I was entirely certain you'd forgotten to include 'snow'. So, you know, well done :)
You did say 'anywhere' in the poem. ;)
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