The discontented colt
longing for neighbor’s luscious grass
turns envy green.
“Count blessings,” Mother
says. “We’ve clover daisies, dandelions
and green grass!”
© 2016 by Violet Nesdoly (All rights reserved)
And we’re off!
The poem above is my poem for April 1st. I’m even posting it here and linking it to The Poem Farm, because this is a Wonderopolis-inspired poem, following the challenge Amy LV set herself and invited us to join in.
To do these poem-a-day challenges, I use a variety of prompts. A document with links to Poetic Asides, NaPoWriMo, Adele Kenny‘s blog and now also Wonderopolis, sits on my desktop. Every morning I check all four, collect the prompts and the let the ideas stew. Later in the day, when I find the time, I compose a poem. It may be based on one or a combination of several of the prompts, or something else entirely.
The subject for the above poem came from Wonderopolis. The lune form was the suggestion of NaPoWriMo.
(This is a word-count, not a syllable count lune—a Collom Lune [though the NaPoWriMo post describes it differently—5-3-5 words—than all the other sites I consulted which say a Collom Lune consists of 3-5-3 words]. This is a 3-5-3 word lune.)