Day #12: Poems #11 and #12

Playing catch up…

Poetic asides Prompt: Pick a city, make that the title of your poem


Teacher told us
to write a poem
as if we were
in another city.

We could pick a city.
I wrote down the title
and turned it in.

“There isn’t any poem,”
she said. “Just a title.”
“But you can’t say anything

She laughed,
but I still got an F.

(note…the above poem fits the category of “free verse sonnet” for those who believe such a category exists.)

Variation on a theme…


Glub. Glub.

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