More than fifteen years ago—while I was still teaching second grade—I began writing acrostic poems. I’ve continued experimenting with the form—and have even written some rhyming acrostics.
Last year, I read through all the acrostics that I had written over the years. I discovered that quite a number of them were “spring-themed” poems. That’s when I decided to compose an entire collection of acrostics about the season. My collection opens with a poem about March and the end of winter/beginning of spring and closes with a poem about June and the end of the season.
Here is one of the acrostics from my unpublished collection titled Spring into Words: A Season in Acrostics.
Coming up, I’m coming up,
Reaching through the softening soil, poking my petals
Out of the earth,
Collecting sunlight in my purple cup.
Up, I’m coming up.
Spring is on the way!
Last year, I read through all the acrostics that I had written over the years. I discovered that quite a number of them were “spring-themed” poems. That’s when I decided to compose an entire collection of acrostics about the season. My collection opens with a poem about March and the end of winter/beginning of spring and closes with a poem about June and the end of the season.
Here is one of the acrostics from my unpublished collection titled Spring into Words: A Season in Acrostics.
Coming up, I’m coming up,
Reaching through the softening soil, poking my petals
Out of the earth,
Collecting sunlight in my purple cup.
Up, I’m coming up.
Spring is on the way!
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At Wild Rose Reader, I have two different versions of a rhyming acrostic poem about March that I wrote recently.
The Poetry Friday Roundup is at The Small Nouns.
The Poetry Friday Roundup is at The Small Nouns.
