Our word today is "stretCH" and I'd like to take this opportunity to thank Tricia at The Miss Rumphius Effect for faithfully offering a Monday Poetry StretCH most weeks to all who would partake. CHeck it out --we're having scallops this week!
(removed)And now for a really good laugh...
HM 2015
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StretCH yourself today and leave your "stretch" poem in the comments or send it by email! I'd love to add yours to the MarCH CHallenge board (and remember, there's a prize for the StretCHiest MarCHer!).
First to join in today is Charles Waters, who ought to go out sans Dan now and then!
MAUREEN
I stretch my neck to
be seen by Maureen
So she’ll notice me at
last.
Got a fresh haircut,
new contact lenses,
Worn out clothes are in
the past.
She catches my eye,
smiles, gives me a wave
I wave back fast as I
can
Until she busts out laughing
with her friends
She waved to my best friend
Dan.
(c) Charles Waters 2015 all rights reserved.
Diane offers this tiny number--is it her stretch? or her cat's?
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a very un-lady-like
stretch
a very un-lady-like
stretch
Donna surprises with this one about letting your insides show through writing. I love the title.
Little-By-Inch
I wrote for myself
And some to the sky;
I wrote as if no one should
Hear me walk by.
Little by inch,
My thoughts opened wider
Till someone exclaimed,
“We can see what's inside her!”
No one was laughing,
They didn’t leave,
Everyone stayed there;
I heard myself heave
a sigh of relief,
And then I wrote more
and started a stretch
that opened a door -
A door that will only
close at the end when -
my “Once upon” time
with flourish of pen
concludes with “happily”,
“ever” and “after”
And signs off "Sincerely,
Word-happy Crafter".
Donna Smith
I wrote for myself
And some to the sky;
I wrote as if no one should
Hear me walk by.
Little by inch,
My thoughts opened wider
Till someone exclaimed,
“We can see what's inside her!”
No one was laughing,
They didn’t leave,
Everyone stayed there;
I heard myself heave
a sigh of relief,
And then I wrote more
and started a stretch
that opened a door -
A door that will only
close at the end when -
my “Once upon” time
with flourish of pen
concludes with “happily”,
“ever” and “after”
And signs off "Sincerely,
Word-happy Crafter".
Donna Smith
And from Mary Lee, a big question about little, faraway things:
PERSPECTIVE
Orion's arms and legs and sword
stretch clear across the sky.
Yet if I hold my thumb to him
he seems to be that high.
Why?
©Mary Lee Hahn, 2015
Orion's arms and legs and sword
stretch clear across the sky.
Yet if I hold my thumb to him
he seems to be that high.
Why?
©Mary Lee Hahn, 2015
Joy joins in with a hint of spring:
johnny-jump-ups stretch
smiling faces toward the wind
jumping up and down.
smiling faces toward the wind
jumping up and down.
Thanks to all for playing!
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ReplyDeletea very un-lady-like
stretch
Little-By-Inch
ReplyDeleteI wrote for myself
And some to the sky;
I wrote as if no one should
Hear me walk by.
Little by inch,
My thoughts opened wider
Till someone exclaimed,
“We can see what's inside her!”
No one was laughing,
They didn’t leave,
Everyone stayed there;
I heard myself heave
a sigh of relief,
And then I wrote more
and started a stretch
that opened a door -
A door that will only
close at the end when -
my “Once upon” time
with flourish of pen
concludes with “happily”,
“ever” and “after”
And signs off "Sincerely,
Word-happy Crafter".
Donna Smith
mainelywrite.blogspot.com
I thought I'd sent this, but you have Captcha on and I think I forgot to click "Publish" after the "I'm not a robot" box. I do that often!
ReplyDeleteSo here is my Stretch poem...with inCH, and the smooth flouriSH!
Stretch Little-By-Inch
I wrote for myself
And some to the sky;
I wrote as if no one should
Hear me walk by.
Little by inch,
My thoughts opened wider
Till someone exclaimed,
“We can see what's inside her!”
No one was laughing,
They didn’t leave,
Everyone stayed there;
I heard myself heave
a sigh of relief,
and then I wrote more
and started a stretch
that opened a door -
a door that will only
close at the end when -
my “Once upon” time
with flourish of pen
concludes with “happily”,
“ever” and “after”
and signs off "Sincerely,
Word-happy Crafter".
Donna JT Smith
Mine is here: http://www.maryleehahn.com/2015/03/perspective.html
ReplyDeleteand here:
PERSPECTIVE
Orion's arms and legs and sword
stretch clear across the sky.
Yet if I hold my thumb to him
he seems to be that high.
Why?
©Mary Lee Hahn, 2015
Here is another haiku and another spring flower:
ReplyDeletejohnny-jump-ups stretch
smiling faces toward the wind
jumping up and down.