Writing: Intro to Poetry, Day four : Journey

Writing: Intro to Poetry : Journey

Poetic Device: Simile

Goodbye to Gander

With heavy hearts we left our house,

All around us was as quiet as a mouse.

The clouds above us bid us good-bye,

Saying, we’re as sad as an orphan nigh.

Are we making a mistake I thought,

No, came the whisper you are not.

Your husband is as sick as our feline JD,

He needs a doctor as good as Brady.

The journey was as smooth as cream,

We arrived home as if it was a dream!

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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 Four: Journey

 

Enhance your poem with a SIMILE

Our journey felt as warm as the morning sun

The further we went the clouds above spoiled our fun

Still we were optimistic it will change

But unfortunately the heavy clouds

Fell as rain like nature was dropping

Buckets of water.

It was a perfect transformation from

Dry to wet.

We kept our mind cool

Continued  driving like a fool.

But the nightmare continued as our

Car hit something heavy

The gas tank needle turned to empty.

We checked the map to find a gas station

Nothing to worry the man said

The impact bent your tank

We were not quite satisfied

Resumed driving until we reached

Our destination.

I told my husband you liked the color

lemon, well it proved it  really

is as sour as a lemon!

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Writing 201, poetry,day two

Today write something about a gift.

Today’s form: acrostic

Gone are the days when a gift was special,

I never looked for anything real.

For real things are not within our reach,

Take this she said, ‘It’s a song you can teach.’

Song and teach  ? Not me I’m awful!

 

The moment she said it, my ears went up to listen,

As if it was a mystery my mind got the impression.

Get me a chair she commanded loudly,

Oh I’m sorry I obliged silently.

‘Rock my baby,’ she said like a friend,

Elated I was to hear her command!

 

She took me to a  room,

It had flowers in full bloom.

My attention strangely was on a funny box,

It was tied with a ribbon which looked like a  fox.

Lying to you I swear  is never my wish,

Extremely disgusted  I thought it was a fish!

 

 

I know it’s  not what you will think sounds like poetry.

But I registered for this course to solve the mystery!”

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