Wednesday, April 27, 2016
Of all the wacky Poem forms, today is the wackiest and, so far, the hardest. For this you are going to want to go to Stephanie's blog and check out how to do a "Diatelle" poem. This was hard enough I'm only doing one...;o)
Good luck with your Diatelle!
On the sea
Wind at your back
The sun sparking gently
Tips waves with gold, warming your back
You taste the salt wind and watch for storm wrack
Your craft slices through the waves beneath clouds so pail
The breeze whistles through the white shrouds and tack
Soon you make about and go back
How you love finding lea
Come about. Tack!
© 2016 by H. Linn Murphy