Hmmmmm ... my brain has been on overload since I started my sabbatical in earnest 3 weeks ago. I'm going to blame it for my inability to follow the rules in any meaningful way. I did however come up with something that is a close tangent.
What a Herpetologist Sees
That lamp cord, that shoelace,
that bathrobe waist tie,
some pasta just rolled up
jet trails in the sky
Anguiform, serpentine
shapes all around
each place that I look
snakes simply abound
Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2019. All rights reserved.
You can read the pieces written by my Poetry Sisters at the links below. Kelly will be back with us next time.
I do hope you'll take some time to check out all the wonderful poetic things being shared and collected by Sylvia Vardell at Poetry for Children. Happy poetry Friday friends!
Okay, it's not following the rules but I LOVE THIS!!!!
ReplyDeleteLove your snake poem! They say one mark of a great poem is that it changes the way you see a certain thing forever--and you have done that for bathrobe waist ties (for me). Also love the way you embedded a five-star vocabulary word (anguiform) in this poem. I'd say that your sabbatical is doing great things for you already!!!
ReplyDeleteSo fun. That was my experience, too---when I knew I was writing about snakes, I saw them absolutely everywhere. I love your comparisons here, but also how the specific leads to defining terms leads to personal reflection. It makes the whole thing feel balanced.
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