An old story,Not for nothing,Older thanTime--Heaven turning its face towardEarth,Refusing her.
RecallingEarth’sSisterhood amongst the wisePines, coniferous forests bereftOf envy,Never knowing heaven’s sweet bountyShould have beenEarlier than then.
#13 of 30 in April! For Susie’s challenge to the Real Toads--my title is a Joan Didion quote.
I had the day off from work today and wrote acrostic poems with my kids. Typically, they totally smoked me in this exercise. Here are some of theirs, the first two by my daughter and the last by my son:
On the couch sleeps a kittyLying, waiting, dreaming of tunaInstead of squirrelsVery, very sleepy kittyEvery cat dreams of tuna
Bonk! A bunny hopped on your head.Uhhhh, a bunny hopped on my head?No bunny jumped on my head!!!No no no, I know that a bunny did not--You know there was a bunny!!!
THE HAUNTED WOODSOn a cold Autumn nightLying in the moonlight is a black catDancing in the shadows are the ghosts.
Witches flying high in the skyOver the blood moon.On a hill is the PumpkingDragging the dead away.Spider hissing in the distance.