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Sunday, March 8, 2009
The Morning...slice of life
Swaddled as a baby Encased in a cocoon Warmth draws me deeper darker
Drip drops drag me draw me Pitter patter push me propel me out
Enticing me with their dance
Awakening me to a new day
Beckoning me to begin
to become.
3 comments:
Anonymous
said...
I think it is a great poem. It captures that feeling of not wanting to get out of a warm, cozy bed, but then deciding that it will be worth it afterall.
I love it! I especially like the form. I really push with my students that poems don't have to rhyme or follow a certain amount of lines, etc. I would love to share this with my class if you are okay with that!
3 comments:
I think it is a great poem. It captures that feeling of not wanting to get out of a warm, cozy bed, but then deciding that it will be worth it afterall.
I love it! I especially like the form. I really push with my students that poems don't have to rhyme or follow a certain amount of lines, etc. I would love to share this with my class if you are okay with that!
Lovely poem. I especially like the alliteration in the second stanza. And I love the ending.
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