I always enjoy the poetry challenges that David Harrison posts on his website, and this week’s was no exception. David offered a word list with “cr” sounds, and asked participants to use as many as possible in a poem, with the target age of K-2. Here’s a slightly revised version of my poem (with two fewer “cr” words than the original, in exchange for a crunch/lunch rhyme.)
Crowd of crawdads crawls in creek,
waving claws that pinch and crunch,
bashing, crashing as they creep;
flock of crows crowds at creek,
feathered crooners caw for lunch–
craving crawdads, fill their beaks.
I also enjoy participating in Laura Purdie Salas’ 15-word or less challenge. The identity of this week’s photo is a mystery to me. Are those Easter eggs hung up on a cork board? Exercise balls lined up in front of a mirror? Colored lights above a bathroom sink? A hoarder’s collection of empty L’Eggs containers?
The only colored eggs I had in my Easter-less childhood were silly putty eggs. Remember the smell of silly putty? That scent instantly transports me to the “den” in my childhood home, where I’m hunched over the Springfield Republican, making mirror images of ads and colored comic strips. Here’s a slightly-more-than-15-word version of the poem that this memory sparked:
Silly Putty on Sunday Morning
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