It’s Poetry Friday and I had planned to come up with a post, and didn’t get around to it. SO it has been sitting there on my to-do’ list while I did a thousand other things.
And then a friend tagged me in this Facebook post:
and, after I stopped giggling, I knew I had to share this.
Maybe you needed the laugh too, so I hope you ‘get’ it. But also, I spent a good part of this week running writing masterclasses for talented young writers – and the topic was poetry. One of the messages I always try to get across is that sometimes breaking the rules – of format, or of expectations around a topic, or of what is or isn’t a word – is the thing that makes your audience take notice.
Here, on Limerick Day, this haiku demonstrates my point perfectly.
Poetry can make a difference.
Now I am off to take some deep breaths of tired satisfaction after a week that included poetry, and much more, in various satisfying combinations. Then I’ll spend some time browsing the other Poetry Friday posts, via the round up on Robyn’s blog.
Happy Limerick Day!

Australia-wide.
with actually sharing some examples of sad poetry. The two examples that I’m recommending are firstly from
Next, read the second text – from
days For context I did also afterwards share some of the back story on the frangipani poem because I felt that the missing piece of that puzzle was that why I was so sad wasn’t just about the tree – it was also that that tree marked the burial spot of my previous dog. And the Mundy poem is about David Mundy’s last game. I started by thin




support to find resources and poems by a range of poets including myself. There is even a shape poem called, coincidentally Poetree.