Today, we challenge you to write your own poem that emulates these songs – something to snap, clap, and jump around to.
Wet chalk, rain boot, kick can, spin, forsythia yellow paper-thin. Screen door, cat scratch, where you been? April hollered, let her in. One rope turns, one jumps in. Count to seven, count to ten. Clap-CLAP-clap her home again.
Prompt Inspiration
Via NaPoWriMo
In her poem, “Front Yard Rhyme,” Cecily Parks evokes the sing-songy beats that accompany girls’ clapping games, and jump-rope and skipping rhymes.
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