For some fun (and hilarious) poetry practice, I’ve decided to start a never-ending poem with you. Feel free to add a stanza or two whenever you feel like it.
The Never-Ending Poem
The poem began a little like this:
A long time ago there were words on a page.
Many a poet attempted to join.
There are so many words; who has time to gauge?
The poem was wordy (but so were the poets)
and every new stanza made my headache stronger.
A tree sheds its leaves when the weather gets colder
but new seasons only make poets speak longer.
I can’t wait to see what you all add! To get things started, I’m tagging @libby, @evelyn, @h-jones, since I’ve talked to you in other forms before and know you frequent in the poetry section. Anyone’s free to add as many stanzas as they like, however.
Always remember you're unique...
...Just like everyone else