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5-line poetry - Joy

Posted by Claudia Moser on 7:02 PM in
5-line poetry is fun. All lines rhyme but one. The fourth line to be exact. Let's twist things up a bit. The last word of the fourth line will be the new word for the next person to rhyme.

Chain inspired by Diana and by Cathy

Sounds of joy, oh, sounds of joy
The happiness you drive in me, boy
The love you manage to employ
The roses you give to me with a smile
Sounds of joy, oh, sounds of joy

Next word: smile

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13 Comments


This is a good take.

--Diana Jillian


You do challenge us :)


What a great poem!! I think you did well :)


@Jenn - thank you! :)


Lovely!


Very kind, Marian, as usual :)


You did very well with the poem, Claudia. Hope the sun is shining over there for you.


@Diane - it was a mixed day, we had sun, clouds and a bit of rain. I hope you are enjoying your weekend!


That was pretty darn good. You are a writer and a poet.


The poem is really lovely...how does one participate? I'm not sure if I'm quite up to snuff but I'd love to hear how/where you do this.

Hugs~


@Barb - thank you for the words of appreciation!
@Sush - there is Facebook group called Fun with blogging, if you want I can get you in! Let me know!


Claudia...I think I would like to give it a whirl. Perhaps I can just take a peek or you could tell me some more facts?
Thanks!


@Sush - drop me please an email on Faceboon and I'll get you in :)

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