Welcome to Perfectly Poetical Tuesday (PerPoTues) in its new spot, the second Tuesday of every month!
If you're new here, you're welcome to join in by writing a poem and posting it on your blog with a link to this post. Then stop back by, link up, and check out everyone else's poems!
You can read more about PerPoTues here.
This month's style: Your choice! You can write any type of poem you'd like this time around.
Next month's style: Epic - but I'm using the term (verrrry) loosely. Write about your everyday adventures (maybe tales of bravely fighting a mountain of laundry or squishing a scary bug--?) in a rhyming form that's more than six lines long, and we'll call it good!
Edited to add: The next Perfectly Poetical Tuesday will be June 9.
For now, let us know what your life's poem says.
[Here's mine, written in the poetry magnet genre. ;) ]
Seasons
this world:
always hot, cold, warm.
ice is puddling.
seasons turn.
flowers take off.
i sing freedom eternal.
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Photo and poem by me.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Perfectly Poetical: Your choice
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Hey! Great poem! I love the idea of Poetical Tuesdays... I just wish I had remembered it was today! I am not sure I can muster something up at this late hour. Forgive me this time and please remind me before the next. :-)
ReplyDeleteVery nice poem, Stephanie! I hope you like mine, too! :-)
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From Aunty, via email:
ReplyDelete(Adapted from the Song “Season of Love” from the Musical “Rent”)
One Million, Fifty-one Thousand, Two Hundred Minutes.
One Million, Fifty-one Thousand, Two Hundred Moments so Dear.
One Million, Fifty-one Thousand, Two Hundred Minutes.
How do you measure, measure two years?
In daylights, in classes, in midnights, and working.
In thermal dynamics, in kinetics, in laughter, in strife.
One Million, Fifty-one Thousand, Two Hundred Minutes,
How do you measure, measure two years?