A poem

[mojosmom]

I had to try this:

A poem (rhymed for preference) using the words 'ice', 'bitter', 'wind', 'dark' and 'bare'. Extra credit for cheerful, uplifting poems :)

When winter comes, the bitter ice
Entices thoughts both dark and light,
Throughout the cold and starlit night.
The wind strips trees of all their leaves,
Yet leaves the nuts, to squirrrels’ delight.

Comments

[bopeepsheep.livejournal.com]

Stephen Fry strikes again, eh? ;-)

I keep meaning to create a journal specifically for the Ode Less Travelled exercises - perhaps it should be a community? Would you be interested?

[jillbertini.livejournal.com]

I've seen you post a bit in bookshare and I wanted to let you know that I'm adding you to my list :D.