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Showing posts with label grammar poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grammar poem. Show all posts

Thursday, April 7, 2022

National Poetry Month--Day SEVEN--Grammar Poem-- Regret, Dish


 

 Today we're doing Grammar poems. If you want to know how to do them, go here. If not, my poems:

 REGRET

Nascent in youth and conqueror of age

Insidiously draining

Slicing like a stiletto in the night, holding sleep hostage

Had only hindsight been foresight.

©2022 by H. Linn Murphy

 


 

DISH

Useful and common

Steaming gently

Like a volcano's caldera

If only the soup you held wasn't split pea

©2022 by H. Linn Murphy

 


 

 

Monday, April 10, 2017

Grammar Poem--National Poetry Month

This is a grammar poem, which sounds confusing unless you go here and see what she's talking about. Here are mine:

Ballerina
Pirouetting and leaping
Telling a story gracefully
Like a swan princess
If only my body was thirteen again.


Climber
Reaching and scrambling
Rising gritty to the challenge
As a lizard on a ledge
If only I hadn't fallen a few minutes ago.

© 2017 by H. Linn Murphy

Wednesday, April 20, 2016

Happiness--Grammar Poem

Today I'm doing a Grammar Poem for National Poetry Month.

HAPPINESS

Fleeting and elusive
Everyone searches for that precious commodity
Like trying to grasp the golden ring on the Merry-go-round
If only they realized it's littered along the trail in tiny, perfect moments
© 2016 by H. Linn Murphy
 If you would like to find out how to write a Grammar Poem, visit this site.

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

The Age Old Question About Dusty Dinosaurs

It's grammar poem day on this lovely 15th day of April. If you want to know the parameters, go here. (Doesn't Stephanie have a great blog? She does all the work finding these poems plus making up her own.)
So here's my take on a grammar poem:


Dusty Dinosaurs



Computer parts
Ubiquitous and disorganized
Crouching in every nook, cat-wise

If only I had a room of holding.
© 2015 by H. Linn Murphy


 

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Day the Ninth--Grammar Poem--Aerogel

Today is Grammar Poem day. If, like me, you think this means a poem your English teacher dad yells at you about dangling participles during, you should go here to find out what it really is. (You like that? Two of them! And a couple of sentence fragments. Next passive voice should be added.)

Here's my Grammar Poem:

A chunk of Blue Smoke used to capture comet 
dust note the little light streaks--dust entry 
indicators
Aerogel

Aerogel
Misty and strong
Effectively catching comet dust 
Like a chunk of cloud Jello
If only I could play with some
© 2014 by H. Linn Murphy  


If you want to know more about Aerogel or Blue Smoke I have a previous article on this blog which explains it. Go to this article.