Your challenge: write a haiku or limerick featuring one of the subjects discussed here in the past seven days: common murres, oil spills, or something from Monday's nature quote. Feel free to mine the comments, too.
First, 5 syllables,
the second line has seven.
And 5 at the end.
A limerick is a wee bit more complicated. Here's one description.
Please (oh please!) post your haiku or limerick in the comments, below.

Dying as we clean
ReplyDeleteoil from feathers, beaks, feet
one in ten survives.
One in ten survives
oil in lungs, gut, so toxic.
Brace your breaking heart.
Brace your breaking heart
This may be the one who lives
if you are thorough.
If you are thorough,
fiercely patient and hopeful,
feather by feather.
Feather by feather
is how we must save our world
dying as we clean.
Roxie! You never cease to amaze me!
ReplyDeleteNeither haiku nor limerick--please remind me what this form of poetry is called.
Oh, I remember what it is! A pantoum: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/5786
ReplyDeleteA limerick isn't the place
ReplyDeleteto see murres with an oily black face.
Our faces turn green
until birds come clean.
(For humor, our Murr is the ace.)
See "Murrmurrs" in Pat's "O my" link list.
Ha! I thought of our friend Murr when I was writing about murres, too Rosemary.
ReplyDeleteFor anyone who hasn't yet discovered the laugh-fest that is Murr Brewster, find her at http://murrbrewster.blogspot.com/
Talk to trees and clouds
ReplyDeleteTalk to everything alive
They all answer back
Yeah, then Murr hits us with Lily the geriatric pig smiling her last piggy smile in the sun. Why couldn't she have ended with,"The emus' only job was to be good emus and they suck at it."
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