This week we focused on Poetry....

I do not commonly write in a particular form when it comes to poetry. I very much love open form when it comes to poetry. I do not like to write in iambic pentameter, and am not very good at it. I also have a hard time sometimes finding rhyming words that will fit the mood of the other words in a poem when using a rhyming pattern. I chose a different poem for my assignment, but here is a sad attempt at a Shakespearean Sonnet:

The Ant’s Adventure

The adventure is new, for him, his first.

He had never been allowed out before,

His tiny ant stature wobbles with thirst.

All he ever wanted was to explore.

The sun, beating down his tiny body,

Seems to follow his path over the hills.

The path, lonely without anybody,

Is winding down into a path of thrills.

At first, everything was exciting,

But now, moon rising, shadows are creeping,

Everything is snapping and biting,

The once friendly creatures are now reaping.

All he wants now is to go to his home,

To tell his friends there’s no reason to roam.