It's Poetry Friday, and Denise Krebs is hosting HERE at her blog, Dare to Care. She wrote last week that she's planning to join the Poetry Pals' end-of-month challenge, too. And, she has, showing us both the gratitude for rain in a drought-laden landscape and a raucous shout for LIBERTY!
Here's what they wrote:
"Here’s the scoop: We’re taking advantage of the rich bounty of the Poetry Friday Universe and writing ____is A Word Poems, wordplay invented by poet Nikki Grimes and shared by Michelle Barnes. Here’s the roundup from our first foray in October 2021, which was a lot of fun. Our words will be ‘in conversation’ somehow."
Thanks for hosting, Denise!
I imagine one may think it's trite to say I love the challenges words offer. I do crosswords and other puzzles, get my daily word from Wordsmith, and consistently wonder how anyone learning English can do it without pounding the walls while studying. Many words don't seem to follow consistent spelling rules, those homophones, like they're, their, and there. And, they constantly challenge with varied pronunciations, like "We live in a city." or "We're going to a live concert." Those are called heteronyms.When A Word Clashes
Two words woke me last night,
No single voice, though they own the same letters.
Stalk can be an action word,
creeping in, flaming with skullduggery.
“I’ll snatch a part of your life, following your path.
I’ll stalk a few steps behind; watch out!”
Stalk can be a farmer’s word,
with gentler tone, whispering,
“Return to the corn with your grandfather,
Walk along as you both touch the leaves,
Feel the burst of life protected by this stalk.”
The tassel tickles my fingers,
and my grandfather picks me up to reach
the tiptop of the spire. He’s proud to show me
how good his stalks are growing, how good it will be
to slather their fruit with butter and bite in.
Linda Baie ©