Today we have poems by Matt Forrest and Jane Yolen plus a unique video poem by Jeanne Poland. Thanks to all for sharing
WILDFLOWERS, FOR JANE
Lilies of the Valley hang
Like silent little bells
That neither sang nor ever rang
Of welcomes and farewells.
Red clover, small and softly sweet,
Stands proud despite its size;
White daisies, with their nectar-treat,
Court bees and butterflies.
The Queen Anne’s Lace is in its place,
The buttercups are set,
A pitcher plant provides a vase –
And woeful fly’s regret.
While milkweed, with its many mates,
Sways nobly to and fro,
One tender Lady Slipper waits
For one fair, dainty toe.
– Matt Forrest Esenwine
Inspired by Jane Yolen’s “Tenth Avenue Highline”
Matt Forrest VoiceWorks
For Sunday Poets
ANSWERING A TEACHER
A metaphor does not explain a poem
unless it is a mountain poking its head
out of a mist, shouting to the morning.
A spondee stumbles on two flat feet,
and sometimes tumbles along the road,
ending with rocks, stones in place of teeth.
Watch out for anapests rising.
They bite in the baggy places,
under the eyes, behind the knees,
making the lips too stung to speak.
Access alliteration and assonance with care
or you may quickly find yourself
in a doctor’s office, stuttering questions.
A poem in the mouth explains everything.
©Jane Yolen All rights reserved
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