Entries to The Daily Poem Contest. |
| Don’t Cry for me Argentina Maradona, in going for the header, might really have done a lot better (though it’s doubtful he’d have been much deader) if his hand had not been the netter. Or such is the view of the English, having watched again in slow motion, and claim that they certain distinguish the action that caused such commotion. But my countrymen’s faces are redder, though the year of eight-six has long flown, the mem’ry of that fated non-header still gives them occasion to moan. Line count: 12 Rhymed abab For The Daily Poem, 03.02.26 Prompt: Header. |
| Swinging I don’t care what anyone says, it’s my swing as well as Ellie May’s. And I still say it was my turn, the first rule that I had to learn. Anyway I don’t see why my swinging should make her cry. She can swing when my turn is done and wait while I’m having my fun. Line count: 8 Rhyming couplets For The Daily Poem, 03.02.26 Prompt. Illustration of child swinging - Write from the POV of a child. |