Summertime by Nessa Morris Hopping in leapfrog. Playing with big dog. Eating fresh berries. Searching for fairies. Lumpy old ash tree? Home for a banshee. Labrador chases. Banshee outpaces. Mist makes a rainbow. Chasing it, we go. Spotting a pixie? Leprechaun tricksy! Seeking his gold hoard. Where is it? I’m bored. Leaving the clover. Lazy day’s over. Home we are racing. Labrador chasing. Mystical, magical, Lackadaisical days.
This weekend, only two people voted. Now, you know, this poetry project is not going to be much fun if nobody votes or suggests words. My poems are beginning to suck, and naturally, I’m not going to blame myself, I need a scapegoat. That’s you, non-voters!
Ok, ok, I realize today’s poem sucks because of me, not you, and I won’t shirk the blame. After my regional SCBWI conference, my brain was fried, and I was just absolutely unable to come up with something humorous and creative using: lumpy, lackadaisical, leprechaun, labrador, and leapfrog. Some things are just beyond me. Maybe if I took, like, another week, the poem would be better, and actually follow a proper meter, but I decided to stick to my self-imposed deadlines.
So, everyone, please-please-please, give me some creative and challenging (but not impossible) word choices, and vote for your favorites. If nobody votes, I won’t have poems to post, and I don’t want that to happen.
I know my blog isn’t all that widely read, but I think people enjoy reading the poems. If there’s a problem with the polls I’m posting, you can always put your votes and suggestions in the comments and I’ll tally them with the form results.
Anyhow, I promise to stop whining now. I’m looking forward to writing a poem about magic monkey bars, and I hope it’s one you enjoy reading. Thanks so much for continuing to read my blog, and always feel free to let me know what I can do to improve it.
Have a great week and please vote for an “N” word! If you’re reading by email, click the post title to vote.