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Friday, July 18, 2008

Poetry Friday - Skipping Home

This week's poetry stretch was to write in the form of climbing rhyme. In this type of poem, the position of the rhyming word changes. It first appears in the 4th word of line 1, 3rd word of line 2, and 2nd word of line 3. The pattern continues as a new rhyme appears in the 4th word of line 3, the 3rd word of line 4, and the 2nd word of line 5. This continues on and on, giving a stair-step feel to the poem. These poems can be four syllables or four words per line.

I don't often share my original poems on poetry Friday, preferring instead to revisit works of the masters. However, this week I'm sharing my climbing rhyme. I am leaving tomorrow for two glorious weeks of vacation and will admit to having spent many hours this week daydreaming about all the fun things I'll be doing. One will be spending time in and around Lake Ontario with my son. Here's a poem I wrote about one of my favorite "lake pursuits".
Skipping, Skipping, Skipping

Round, flat, perfect stones,
Mother Nature hones smooth.
Sedimentary bones that skip
the surface, flip then
finally dip from sight.
The round up this week is being hosted by Kelly Fineman over at Writing and Ruminating. Do stop by and take in all of the great poetry being shared. Before you go, don't forget to check out the other poems written for this week's poetry stretch. Happy poetry Friday, all!

4 comments:

  1. Enjoy your vacation! I hope you have lots of time to skip stones and play to your heart's content...

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  2. Tricia,

    I didn't even attempt the poetry stretch this week. I've been suffering from a lack of inspiration and concentration in recent weeks.

    Liked your poem. Hope you and your son have a wonderful vacation!

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  3. I see we were thinking alike this week! I like the flow of your poem. Skipping stones is a wonderful occupation. Have a marvelous time!

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  4. Not only were we thinking alike, we used some of the same rhyming words. Amazing!

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