Bust out your grass skirts and coconut bras; we’re going tropical.
The Daily Poetry Club
A poem a day keeps the mind at play.
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Every night at midnight (Mountain Standard Time), a new topic is posted. Your job is to write a poem that day that has to do with the topic. Post it as a comment under that day's blog post. Repeat the next day! Your don't have to be a great poet to join. We're definitely not...We just created a Facebook fan page!
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Recent Poems
- wryness: How beautiful Unembellished Shines the sunlight On the water. Here a flash, There a sheen. Soft flashing. The waves, The waves. Living.
- Andrew: Courage to look, I quickly turn away. The girl I love, Her heart I cannot sway.
- Russell: It has taken some time, really hours of study and preparation, but luckily a big red “F” has never been mine
- Tristan: I faintly feel my spinning wheels come creaking to a stop. To keep them going, momentum slowing, takes much more than I’ve got. A push, a prod, a smile and nod, I’ll take what...
- D. Edgar Lamp: FAILURE Fortune gathers those who know, All the seasons take their turn, Instant while the moments glow. Logic binds the rapturous burn, Urgent weather aches to go, Rising fractal...
- Meryl: If F stands for FAIL, Why does BYU use E? Does E stand for EPIC FAIL? Could that possibly be?
- Volkam: Traveling up a long winding stair I grow and learn the stairs never end but I don’t care I want to feel the struggle and the burn at times the stairs are smooth or rough my efforts...
- Tristan: They say that it ends. They say that it gets better. I don’t believe them.
- SBgiselle: High School Day by day, It is the longest thing invented. Year by year, It flies by like it never even happened.
- Meryl: I struggle to research; I avoid writing. But soon my paper will be longer than this poem.
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© 2009 The Daily Poetry Club
Hot sand tickles my toes
Pineapples grow by the rows.
The illusion is optical
I am not somewhere tropical.
I sit in the cold
and shivers enfold.
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Things to do before I die haiku #1
This is the life. My
biggest worries are sunburn
and humidity.
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