Today's prompts from Write Better Poetry and NaPoWriMo: (1) Write a "dawn" or "dusk" poem, and (2) "In her poem, 'Front Yard Rhyme,' Cecily Parks evokes the sing-songy beats that accompany girls’ clapping games, and jump-rope and skipping rhymes. Today, we challenge you to write your own poem that emulates these songs – something to snap, clap, and jump around to."
Considering the downright scary threats our "president" has made against Iran over the last few days, I pray, ironically, that they are lies and that he has no intention of bombing an entire country out of existence. These are troubling times, so I apologize if this poem appears to make light of the situation. I take it dead seriously.
dawn to dusk,
frenemy to Elon Musk.
dusk to dawn,
rant all night, you do go on!
how many lies did you tell today?
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight….
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Well done!
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