by Nessa Morris
Decided to try a bit of concrete poetry, instead of my usual rhyme. It still rhymes, because I have an overwhelming need to rhyme all poetry, but the language is a bit different.
When I wrote it, I was imagining a two year old flying his first kite, and it ended up sounding like a two year old. At least, I think it sounds like a two-year old.
Let me know what you think. Should I play around more with different poetry forms? Go back to limericks? I have no idea what I’m going to do for Monday’s poem. I mean…
SERIOUSLY, PEOPLE? SERIOUSLY!
Looks like you can look forward to poetry hijinks starring a lackadaisical leprechaun and a lumpy labrador playing leapfrog. Sheesh!
As you’re reading this, I’m headed to the SCBWI Wild, Wild Midwest Conference. I’m excited to be participating in a picture book intensive with Rhonda Gowler Greene. Can’t wait to see what inspiring ideas come to me this weekend.
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