Poetry Monday comes to us from Diane of On The Alberta Montana Border (you can find her in my sidebar). Diane thought Monday needed jazzing up. She was right. Procrastinating Donkey joined in (she’s in my sidebar too) and then I made the leap before the bus pulled away from the curb. You can join too... lots of room on the bus.
Write a poem or read and critique ours. We’d love to see you here.
This week I seem to have a fixation with words.
Today I pared
I did spell a word wrong
in a spell
and then sat down to rest a spell.
I craned my neck
to see a crane
that perched upon a builders crane.
On this date
I ate a date
while out with husby on a date.
I made a point
not to point
at people with my pencil point.
I got mixed up with where and were,
their and there,
hair and hare.
I wore a bow
and took a bow
and now, with brain a little dim
I write a poem
and not a very good one at that