Tag: birthday

Posted in January 2015, Rispetto

His Design

Posted on by Leonas Lines
His Design--Rispetto poem--Orchid photo
Original Poetry and Photograph by Leona J. Atkinson ©2015

Behold, children are a heritage from the LORD, The fruit of the womb is a reward. Psalm 127:3 NKJV
I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Marvelous are Your works, And that my soul knows very well.
Psalm 139:14 NKJV

Posted in January 2015, Minute

Sweet Sixteen

Posted on by Leonas Lines
Minute poem about turning Sweet Sixteen
Original Poetry by Leona J. Atkinson ©2015

This Sweet Sixteen poem was written for my other grand-daughter who is turning 16 soon.
I am going to use this for her birthday card.
This is my first time using the Minute form and it was quite a challenge because of the rhyme and syllable count.
I don’t know why it is called “Minute” poem!  It certainly took me more than a minute to write this poem! 🙂 

Posted in January 2015, Poetry Types, Quinzaine, Quinzaine

Fifteen

Posted on by Leonas Lines

Quinzaine poem about birthdayOriginal Poetry by Leona J. Atkinson ©2015
(graphics from clker.com)

This is kind of a fun little form.  I decided to try this form (that I had never tried before) because upon learning that its name meant “fifteen”,  I immediately thought of my grand-daughter who just turned 15 years old, and so,  I wanted to write a poem for her 15th birthday card! 🙂

“The English word quinzaine come from the French word qunize, meaning fifteen. A quinzaine is an unrhymed verse of fifteen syllables. These syllables are distributed among three lines so that there are seven syllables in the first line, five in the second line and three in the third line (7/5/3). The first line makes a statement. The next two lines ask a question relating to that statement.”
( from Shadow Poetry—http://www.shadowpoetry.com/resources/wip/quinzaine.html  )

Posted in Rhyme, September 2013, Triolet

On This Day

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On this day, in the morn,
Fourty short years ago,
A tiny child was born.
On this day in the morn,
The title Mom was first worn,
And I was all aglow,
On this day in the morn,
Fourty short years ago.
Triolet

September 21, 1973,
Was quite a special day for me.
It was a day like no other,
For that’s when I first became a mother.
Rhyme

Leona J. Atkinson  09-21-13
Happy 40th Birthday to my daughter!