|Poetry: April 07, 2021 Issue [#10698]|
This week: April Shower Your Poetry Garden Edited by: RedWritingHood♡WDC
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"A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds."
Percy Bysshe Shelley
"It is written on the arched sky; it looks out from every star. It is the poetry of Nature; it is that which uplifts the spirit within us."
John Ruskin (1819-1900)
April Shower Your Poetry Garden
I listen to the rain against the windows, thinking about my happy garden.
Like that garden, as poets we create this portfolio garden of work. The more you practice poetry, the bigger and more vibrant it becomes. Sometimes that work is the fertilizer in our garden, sometimes it's the sunshine, and other times it's the rain. All come together to make a great garden.
Take advantage of every opportunity to make an amazing poetry garden. To help you along the way, here is another poetry form to practice.
Poet Jan Turner invented the tri-fall.
--Line count: 18
--Number of stanzas: 3 (6 lines per stanza)
--Meter: Syllabic in the following format: 6, 3, 8, 6, 3, 8
--Rhyme in the following format: ABCABC
COULD HAVES or WHAT IS THE POET’S CHOICE IN ALL THIS?
--Word count, as long as the stanza count, line count and syllabic format are followed
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Shares in response to last month's newsletter challenge:
Comment: Three Irish heritage poems
Rannaigheacht Mhorr Writing.Com
Drinking my hot coffee dream
Must have cream and honey not
Ought to be just augh steam
Dark screams as I drink a dark shot
in the dawning light see love
My dove sleeping there be
Filling me holding her glove
My true love belongs be me
Snamh Saud Poem
my hot mood
a rude dude
Irish Rain Poem Writing Com
Drinking my hot coffee in the morn
all that I can do is drink
whenever I drink, I am born
I am living in the blink
Comment: I am part French. Here is my French Form Poem
"Fail x2" [E]
Thank you both so much for sharing!
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