Tag: poem
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Don’t ask!!
It’s time again for the Sunday song and rhyme challenge at Outlawz. The poem this month is called the Zebra Question by Shel Silverstein an American writer and cartoonist, born in USA in 1930. The poem was published in a book called Light in the Attic, published in 1981. At first I was not sure…
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Spring awakening
The rhyme for the Outlawz Sunday Song and Rhyme challenge is I couldn’t find any information about the author or the verse. For my card I chose an easel card from Craft with Sarah which I think I got as a free download at some point. My inspiration was the line “Flowers that were gone…
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Weeds are flowers too, once you get to know them.
Weeds are flowers too, once you get to know them (Winnie the pooh) I am last minute as always with this one, partly because I had almost finished one design and the realised it didn’t work for the rhyme! So a quick panic and then search for an image on Cricut design space, then I…
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Admire the scenery.
The Outlawz Sunday Song and Rhyme challenge this time is From a railway carriage by Robert Louis Stevenson. Faster than fairies, faster than witches,Bridges and houses, hedges and ditches;And charging along like troops in a battle,All through the meadows the horses and cattle:All of the sights of the hill and the plainFly as thick as…
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Autumn Garden
The Outlawz Sunday song and rhyme challenge for 13th October, is based on the poem My October garden by Christina Rosseti. Rosseti was and English poet born in 1830. She suffered a life time of physical and mental health issues. I took my inspiration from broad faced asters and the nightingale. Using a stitch pattern…
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Sweetie Pie
The 15th September Outlawz, Sunday Song and rhyme challenge is based on the poem Summer’s End by Nancy Hughes We do not celebrate Labor day in the UK. In USA it is celebrated on 1st Monday of September and is a public holiday. In the UK we have Harvest Festival, mainly celebrated in schools and…
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Dog Days
This poem for the latest Outlawz Sunday Song and Rhyme is called Dog Days by Amy Lowell. A ladder sticking up at the open window,The top of an old ladder;And all of Summer is there. Great waves and tufts of wistaria surge across the window,And a thin, belated blossomJerks up and down in the sunlight;Purple…
