Writing : Intro to Poetry, Day Ten : Future

Poetry, Day Ten: Future

Poetic Device: Sonnet

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I imagine I’d write a great sonnet one day,

But today is not the day I’m afraid.

Maybe tomorrow I’ll be able to say,

Hurrah I have sharpened my mind’s blade.

It’s working like a  charm because I prayed.

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Because of my optimism I might achieve my goal,

Follow my example do not be delayed,

By anything that can put you in the hole,

Do not let your intention known to any soul,

The game of life is complicated indeed,

What matters is how you play your role,

If you are interested to succeed!

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Now that you’ve learned the game of life,

Make sure you conquer it without a strife!

Writing : Intro to Poetry, Day Eight: Pleasure

Poetry, Day Eight: Pleasure

Poetic device : Anaphora

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Happiness  is going to beautiful  Montreal,

Happiness is  using the  subway and eating at the Mall.

Happiness is going to the Eaton Center,

Happiness is paying for the stuff with my quarters.

Happiness  is telling the sales girl, I can’t speak French,

Happiness  is asking the girl if I can sit on the bench.

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Writing : Intro to Poetry, Day Seven : Flavor

Poetry,Day Seven : Flavor

Poetic Device : Found Poetry

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wikipedia image

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This week in Paris

Listen young Harris

Number 1 can change

If Murray wins the title

And Djokovic does not reach the final!

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I’m sure Djokovic is not ready,

To hand over Top Spot.

Murray is now Red Hot,

Doesn’t matter

whether Djokovic is ready or not!

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The Scot trails the Serbian,

By only four hundred fifteen points,

Jo Willie Tsonga the third in line,

May spoil Murray’s chances,

by avenging his defeat in Vienna,

I tell you that’ll teach Andy a lesson!

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But Djokovic is the one who controls his fate,

All he has to do is reach the final,

Leaving Murray looking angry at his mate,

For her  prayer  could not win him the title!

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Writing: Intro to Poetry, Day Ten :Future

Poetry, Day Ten : Future

Literary device: Sonnet

I’m dreaming of a  bright  tomorrow

When the world will be a safer place

There will be no cause for sorrow

All around we’ll see  a smiling  face

Is it tough to see a future like that

When man will respect his fellow man

I’m hopeful it will happen be sure of that

All we have to believe is yes we can

Let us all work together

Make our tomorrows better

Faith and hard work is what we need

If we can for once give up greed

We must strive  hard for peace

And pray so that  wars will cease!

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Intro to Poetry, Day Nine: Landscape

Poetry, Day Nine: Landscape

Poetic device: Apostrophe

My Street

Often when I walk on your street

I cannot express  how proud I feel

To be a part of your gorgeous turf!

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I spent eons living here

your size makes me aware

I cannot imagine to be elsewhere!

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Traffic on your lane is low

Which makes me feel  safe

as a pedestrian you know!

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Other roads are not as calm

I’d choose no other

for living here is a soothing  balm!

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Writing: Intro to Poetry, Day Eight: Pleasure

Poetry, Day Eight : Pleasure

Poetic Device: Anaphora

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Summer is here, let us have a feast,

Summer is here, it’s time to barbecue,

Summer is here, fresh meat, and fish, and veggies too.

Summer is here, it’s time to enjoy  long days,

Summer is here, let us go  and watch the outdoor plays.

Summer is here, do not waste your time,

Summer is here, breathe all the fresh air it doesn’t cost a dime!

 

 

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Writing: Intro to Poetry, Day Seven: Flavor

Poetry, Day Seven: Flavor

Device : Found Poetry

Wimbledon Tennis June 2016- July 2016

Image from wikipedia

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He has won three other grand slams,

need I say more?

This year’s championship is in his pocket,

He didn’t even score.

Why are the pundits so   sure ,

Because he won two in a row?

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Let us talk about the others,

Who think they can win,

Like Andy, Stan, and Alexander,

Or did you discard Federer,

The grass court king?

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Watch the male players in white

Who have come to fight.

To watch the  grand  trophy

You must wait young Sophie.

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Let’s not give it away before it’s time,

We have to wait for the bells to chime.

Let’s wait and watch each day,

Who is determined to stay.

To run away with the trophy this onetime!

 

 

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Writing:Intro to Poetry, Day Six, Screen

Poetry Day Six : Screen

Device: Enjambment

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There are many scenes passing,

me by, when I look out,

my window.

The lawn care fellows,

mowing and raking, the lawn.

My neighbor’s,

tree covered, with leaves

blocking, my view.

The sky looks,

overcast, a quiet,

breeze, blowing the leaves.

The air must be

cool, I’m feeling

cold, it’s time for me,

to wear something warm.

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Writing: Intro to Poetry, Day Four: Journey

Poetry, Day Four: Journey

Device: Simile

Wikipedia image of Chawk Bazaar road, Comilla

 

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I’ve made countless journey on this road

It was impassable when the flood overflowed

It looked more like a river and less like a road

This was the story I was often told!

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Comilla brings back memories when I was a child

Our days were filled with laughter,

When we behaved like animals in the wild.

Mom warned she’d take over,

If we didn’t stop acting like animals in the wild!

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There were hardly much traffic on this road,

Which is why we chose to to be so bold.

We ran in the middle we jogged on the side,

It made mom crazy watching us glide!

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We said, mom, “the road is as quiet as a mouse,

Do not worry you stay in the house.”

Did she listen to us, of course she did not?

She dragged us in even if we fought!

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This was my town which I miss

I’m sure I won’t find another so bliss.

It was as peaceful like the truce,

where no one ever  dared to abuse!

…………………………………. 🙂