Poem a Day Challenge Day 21

On Haiku day
The boys love poetry
Simple and short

Poem a Day Challenge - Day 15

For this one we had to take a poem we liked, alter the title and write another version. I took a go at this one:

The Roads Taken

Two roads converged in a Georgia town
And seeing that both I could travel
At the light I looked around
Nothing there could make me frown
But my plan would soon unravel

Mapquest said there would be a turn
Trusting still I ventured on
Many were lessons I had to learn
Though blessed by views of kudzu and fern
I felt my path was lost and gone

Backtracked that morning more than twice
Turned around on roads of clay
The air still crisp and oh so nice
With music as my only vice
I saw how way leads on to way

I am now telling with a sigh
At last I made my destination
O’er valleys low and hills so high
Beneath a cloudless southern sky
I found a bit of relaxation


Original tite: "The Road Not Taken" by Robert Frost
I worked to keep the same rhyme scheme

Poem a Day challenge - Day 13

Volumes

Bookstores lure me
I’m certainly vexed
With pages and covers
Illustrations and text

Paper or hardback
What to choose
A tome or trilogy
I continue to muse

Alphabetical order
Or tossed together
Stacked and sorted
I could look forever

History, romance
Classics, how-to
Gathered in my arms
Not just a few

Home to my bookshelf
The collection grows
They sit and beckon
Poetry and prose

What to read next?
Shakespeare or Dickens?
Steinbeck, Spinelli
’Tis no slim pickins’

Binchy has her own shelf
Now numbering eighteen
There’s Sparks and Sharra
Or The Problem of Pain

Do I want to laugh?
To cry, to learn?
Ah! I’ll read the borrowed
One I must return

From the Poem a Day Challenge - Day 10

I Didn't Wait for Saturday

I cancelled
the hotel reservation.
Storms were moving in.

On the road home,
my music and myself
were pleasant company.
In a small Georgia town
I stopped.
The bookstore was beckoning me.

As I stepped into
a familiar world
of books and hospitality,
treasures and free coffee
awaited me.

On the road again
with caffeine and bargains,
my Friday night journey continued.

From the Poem a Day Challenge - Day 3

It's An Art

The problem with seventh graders is
They ask the wrong questions.
Why do we have to do this?
Complete sentences? Are you kidding me?
What did you say?
When's it due?

Is this for a grade?
Why can't I use pink ink?
What's wrong with that?
What homework?
When's it due?

Are we having a test?
When's the test?
Are we watching a movie?
When's it due?

Is there any extra credit?
What page are we on?
When's it due?

Can I get a drink of water?
When's it due?