Monday, December 2, 2013

Thanksgiving Poetry Exercise

In Creative Writing, we wrote a paragraph about Thanksgiving food together, then separated to re-write the paragraph into ten lines of iambic pentameter. Fun stuff. Here's mine:

A holiday of thanks, with food and friends, 
with family and football thrown right in:
it makes my stomach growl to think about
the turkey, taters, rolls, and pie. The bird
is best when juice runs clear, when meat is dark
and skin is crisp. I like my taters mashed
with butter flowing down the side. I’ll take
my rolls with garlic dip, that’s sat in oil*
for hours and hours. The pie, in my two-cents
should be a pumpkin pie all drowned in cream.

*That's "oil" as pronounced by a Texan, to make the syllable count work.

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