Marching to the Beat of a Different Little Drummer Boy
Some people just glide into the holiday season as if on a poem. Others start off well, but have a few stumbles before they get the hang of it.
Read more...Some people just glide into the holiday season as if on a poem. Others start off well, but have a few stumbles before they get the hang of it.
Read more...A poem, done in the same poetic meter that Dr. Seuss enjoyed, about the necessity of conservation of energy resources and saving something for future generations.
Read more...I like poetry. Not all poetry. I’ve never really been a big fan of free-verse, for instance; it seems more like prose than true poetry. In fact, I tend to prefer the more structured forms (yes, even limericks). So it’s really no surprise that the form I’ve embraced the longest has been haiku.
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