The challenge this week was to write in the form of sijo, a poem composed in three lines of 14-16 syllables each. Here are the results.
Tess at Natural Worlds shares an untitled sijo.This form was very hard for me. I'm not sure if these qualify as sijo, but they're the best of the lot. (Apologies to my friends who teach English. I do not have fond memories from high school.)
Jacqueline at Praise, Poetry and Parenting shares a poem entitled Homeschool.
cloudscome at a wrung sponge shares two sijo.
Laura Purdie Salas also shares a couple of sijo.
Jone at Deo Writer shares a sijo inspired by her recent trip to Denver.
Winnie the poohi at Song of my life shares a sijo entitled Men Goof, If Sly (an anagram of the blog title).
Jasmin at Jazz Dabbling wrote an untitled sijo.
Schelle at Brand New Ending shares four (count 'em, four!) sijo.
OxymoronIt's not too late if you still want to play. Leave me a note about your poem and I'll add it to the list.
As Ms. Johnson drones on about the beauty of oxymoron,
we watch the ticking clock, wait for the bell to ring. When it does,
we suddenly realize why parting IS such sweet sorrow.
In tidy rows of tiny desks we study poetry—
theme, meter, metaphor, form. But where is the heart, the soul?
Battered and broken by a pink highlighter and margin notes.