My offering today comes from Carl Sandburg, author of my all-time favourite quote about poetry:
"Poetry is the journal of a sea animal living on land, wanting to fly in the air."
Who Am I?
MY head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of
universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I
reach my hands and play with pebbles of
destiny.
...
-- Carl Sandburg
And for my own offering this week - a cinquain.
Cheeky
cockatoo calls,
screeching from the treetops.
Golden crest flashes. Ready for
mischief.
[MW]
Today's Poetry Friday round up is hosted by Mentor Texts and More.
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Note to self: on weeks when you don't have time to put some effort into choosing - and even more into writing - a poem... DON'T POST!
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