Writing: Intro to Poetry, Day Eight: Pleasure

Poetry, Day Eight : Pleasure

Poetic Device: Anaphora

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

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 Four: Journey

Poetry, Day Four: Journey

Device: Simile

Wikipedia image of Chawk Bazaar road, Comilla

 

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!

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Writing: Intro to Poetry, Day Two: Face

 

#Intro to Poetry, Day Two: Face,  Don’t Procrastinate, Alliterate!

Funky Friedrich photographed fashionable Farrah’s faultless face!

 

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Writing Intro To Poetry, Day One: Water

Poetry, Day One: Water

Experiment with Haiku

 

 

Jumping in a puddle

Cute kid in a yellow coat

Having so much fun!

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Poetry, Day Eight: Pleasure, Writing Intro poetry, Day Eight: Pleasure

Day Eight: Pleasure

Device Anaphora

Anaphora

Because of the wind, the day is freezing

Because of the wind, we all are sneezing

Because of the wind, I have a warm  cup of coffee

Because of the wind, I get a delicious  piece of cake

Because of the wind, I can turn up the heat.

If there was no wind, the day wouldn’t freeze,

or I wouldn’t sneeze,

we wouldn’t have that cup of coffee

or the piece of cake

And would have no reason to turn up the heat.

I’d invite the wind with pleasure,

Because of it I can have coffee, a piece of cake

And a nice warm house.

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Writing: Intro to Poetry, Day Six: Screen

Form: Enjambment

Image from WordPress

My life is a big screen,

it holds memories of,

my loved ones, first it was,

my Dad,he had so much to

give, but he left us

early, we the younger

ones, became orphans,

without understanding

why, Mom took

over, she kept us together.

When I grew up I had no

direction, I knew not then

how, important was education.

I studied, when I felt like

it,slept, longer than necessary

despite, my sister’s constant

reminders, I did what I thought

was, right, someone up

there, must have kept

me, focused.

Or else ,how did I, successfully

fight, off the,

obstacles, on my

path!

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Everyday Inspiration, Day Six: The Space to Write

Day Six: The Space to Write

In my house my bedroom is the  place where I feel comfortable. I have a small desk where my computer is placed. Besides this desk there is another one, here I pile up most of my books.

Right in front of my bed I have a small TV, I take my breaks from writing by watching a half to one hour of TV. It breaks the monotony of staring at my laptop for an hour. I have an attached bathroom, which helps. Everything I need is in this room. The only thing not in my room is the kitchen. I go to the kitchen to eat or drink water. The  beverage I prefer is tea, this I  drink once a day.

I am comfortable in my room.I know where everything is, it’s easy to start working anytime. I do my work  during the day, I’m unable to work at night, my eyes get too tired and I also am unable to work, because I doze off.

I’m not fond of coffee it keeps me up even if I drink it in the middle of the day.

I did think of going to the coffee shop to do my work, a  lot of people do. I tried once and failed, therefore I stick to my bedroom.

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Intro Poetry, Day Five: Imperfect

Form: Limerick

My husband decided to buy a house,

To me it was uglier than a mouse.

The floors were dirty;

The walls weren’t pretty,

I still  couldn’t stop him from  buying the house.

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