Methinks it's time for a Five for Friday party!
Not just any Five for Five party, a Five for Friday BIRTHDAY party in honor of my pal William Shakespeare! Tomorrow he turns 452. I'm not sure he'll be able to join us (apparently he's still thinking it over), but the party IS in his honor and I hope YOU will join us! (Goodness knows, it's no fun partying alone... especially during National Poetry Month.)
Lord Polonius: What do you read, my lord?
Hamlet: Words, words, words.
"Shakespeare's words" – photo by Meg |
Thanks to Jama Rattigan for her marvelous review of WILL'S WORDS (Charlesbridge, 2016) last week and to Mr. Cornelius for inspiring today's theme with his mouth-watering display of refrigerator magnet poetry.
It's been a while since our last Five for Friday party, so let me remind you how to play:
Come up with five words (plus title if you wish) based on a theme.
That's it. Easy peasy, right? Just leave your five words in a comment (or, if you have difficulty leaving a comment, email them to TodaysLittleDitty (at) gmail (dot) com) and I will move them to the main body of the post.
What should you write about?
Anything! Feel free to borrow one or more of Shakespeare's words, OR, for those of you seeking more of a challenge, here are some partial quotes from Shakespeare's plays and sonnets:
- To be or not to be...
- All the world's a stage...
- We are such stuff as dreams are made on...
- What's in a name...
- If music be the food of love...
- To thine own self be true...
- The course of true love...
- Love looks not with the eyes...
- Out, damned spot...
- Shall I compare thee to a summer's day...
- Romeo, romeo...
- A horse! A horse!...
Choose one as your title and go from there! You can be as contemplative or as frivolous as you like. If you want to use "Out, damned spot" as your title and write about last weekend's laundry dilemma, I say go for it ...but keep it to five words. Ay, there's the rub!
I've started us off with two examples.
TO BE OR NOT TO BE
holding dice
in my hands
– Michelle Heidenrich Barnes
A HORSE! A HORSE!
F r e e d o m
will not be harnessed.
– Michelle Heidenrich Barnes
LOVE LOOKS NOT WITH THE EYES...
That's the job
of lust.
That's the job
of lust.
– Diane Mayr
THE DEVILS ARE HERE
The lunatic,
lover,
and poet.
The lunatic,
lover,
and poet.
– Matt Forrest Esenwine
IF MUSIC BE THE FOOD OF LOVE . . .
sharp words will
cause indigestion.
sharp words will
cause indigestion.
– Linda Baie
OUT, DAMNED SPOT
You've soiled the carpet
again.
You've soiled the carpet
again.
– Renée LaTulippe
WHAT's IN A NAME?
Uninviteds -
Lady Lousewort,
Sir Swinecress
Uninviteds -
Lady Lousewort,
Sir Swinecress
– Jan Godown Annino
WE ARE SUCH STUFF AS DREAMS ARE MADE ON …
tontine, latex, foam
or rock
tontine, latex, foam
or rock
– Kathryn Apel
THE WORLD'S MINE OYSTER
Poetry Friday
is a pearl
– Tabatha Yeatts
FIND TONGUES IN TREES
words on wind
just listen
words on wind
just listen
– Brenda David Harsham
TRUE NOBILITY IS EXEMPT FROM FEAR
Confidence is easiest
on offense
Confidence is easiest
on offense
– Leane Gill
ET TU, BRUTE?
Was it something I said?
Was it something I said?
ET TU, BRUTE?
You—friend? No enemies needed!
ET TU, BRUTE?
#Backstabbers Song 4 U: O’Jays
– cbhanek
HEART OF GOLD
Fair Michelle
Darling Ditty Pie
– The Flaming Youth
Fair Michelle
Darling Ditty Pie
– The Flaming Youth
THE COURSE OF TRUE LOVE
Floods sorrows
Swells JOY's oceans
Floods sorrows
Swells JOY's oceans
– Becky Shillington
WE ARE SUCH STUFF AS DREAMS ARE MADE ON ...
Wings of infinity
Butterflies believe
– Jessica Bigi
Butterflies believe
– Jessica Bigi
WHAT'S IN A NAME...
Generations
Humanity’s
Faces uniting
Hero's
Generations
Humanity’s
Faces uniting
Hero's
– Jessica Bigi
SHALL I COMPARE THEE TO A SUMMER'S DAY?
Sweat upon my weary brow!
– Janie Lazo
Sweat upon my weary brow!
– Janie Lazo
TO THINE OWN SELF BE TRUE
Remember,
this, too,
has boundaries.
Remember,
this, too,
has boundaries.
– Mary Lee Hahn
THERE'S MAGIC IN THE WEB OF IT...
The spider's dew-dappled lace.
The spider's dew-dappled lace.
– Catherine Flynn
THE COURSE OF TRUE LOVE
begins
when the eyes
see
begins
when the eyes
see
– Margaret Simon
A HORSE! A HORSE!
And possibly
a laying hen?
And possibly
a laying hen?
– Penny Parker Klostermann
TO THINE OWN SELF BE TRUE ...
hence—
write from the heart
hence—
write from the heart
– Penny Parker Klostermann
IF MUSIC BE THE FOOD OF LOVE ...
sing loud
of chocolate truffles
sing loud
of chocolate truffles
– Penny Parker Klostermann
THE PAST IS PROLOGUE
Flowers wilt
Fallen seeds bloom
From remnant DNA
spring dinosaurs
Curiosity satisfied
breeds further questions
Bedtime stories
become “one more”
Flowers wilt
Fallen seeds bloom
From remnant DNA
spring dinosaurs
Curiosity satisfied
breeds further questions
Bedtime stories
become “one more”
– Sydney O'Neill
Bill says, "Thanks for hangin' out at my party!" Photo: Miranda |
This is the last week to submit your "echo"-inspired poem before our wrap-up celebration next Friday! Featured poems this week included ones by Kate O'Neil, Lani (a 4th grader), Angelique Pacheco, and Matt Forrest Esenwine. Thanks also to Margaret Simon, Carol Varsalona, Molly Hogan, and cbhanek for sharing DMC poems at their own blogs!
Hey! Guess who's hosting this week's Poetry Friday roundup? Wouldn't you know, it's Jama Rattigan! There's always a treat waiting at Jama's Alphabet Soup.
Party on, Dude-ette!
ReplyDeleteLOVE LOOKS NOT WITH THE EYES...
That's the job
of lust.
Too true!
DeleteTHE DEVILS ARE HERE
ReplyDeleteThe lunatic,
lover,
and poet.
Oooh... I like this!
DeleteOh what fun!
ReplyDeleteIf Music be the food of love . . .
sharp words will
cause indigestion.
You are a clever bard, Ms. Linda!
DeleteOUT, DAMNED SPOT
ReplyDeleteYou've soiled the carpet
again.
***
GAH! Where did you get that wooden Shakespeare guy?! I must have one!!!
Funny!
DeleteHaha! I knew that damn spot would make for a lively verse. :) I wish I knew where to find the wooden Will, Renée! I found him on Flickr Creative Commons... alas, the Miranda who took the picture is not my Miranda. I imagine he must be available online somewhere, though.
DeleteSurely, you jest? Jest have a lotta fun!
ReplyDeleteWHAT's IN A NAME?
Uninviteds -
Lady Lousewort,
Sir Swinecress
LOVE this, Jan!
DeleteFun challenge, Michelle. (You have so many!!) Your freedom poem is so clever! My offering...
ReplyDeleteWe are such stuff as dreams are made on …
tontine, latex, foam
or rock
Nice, Kat! I know which I choose. :)
DeleteTHE WORLD'S MINE OYSTER
ReplyDeletePoetry Friday
is a pearl
Yes, yes, yes! Well done, Tabatha. :)
DeleteFIND TONGUES IN TREES
ReplyDeletewords on wind
just listen
Most excellent, Brenda!
DeleteThank you, Fair Michelle, but no one can compare to the Flaming Youth. LOL
DeleteWhat a fun PF invite. Emailed you. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteThanks for joining in, cb!
DeleteHEART OF GOLD
ReplyDeleteFair Michelle
Darling Ditty Pie
Love,
The Flaming Youth
xo
Thou doth make me swoon, dear heart.
DeleteLove,
Ditty Pie xo
Love these, Michelle! Here is my attempt:
ReplyDeleteTHE COURSE OF TRUE LOVE
Floods sorrows
Swells JOY's oceans
Great to see you, Becky! Love your 5 words. :)
DeleteShall I compare thee to a summer's day? Sweat upon my weary brow!
ReplyDeleteLove the unexpected switcheroo!
DeleteTO THINE OWN SELF BE TRUE
ReplyDeleteRemember,
this, too,
has boundaries.
Thanks for the party! I agree with Tabatha -- PF is DEFINITELY a pearl!
Now you've got me thinking about my boundaries, Mary Lee... and about which ones are flexible and which ones are not.
DeleteThanks for a fun challenge, Michelle!
ReplyDeleteTHERE'S MAGIC IN THE WEB OF IT...
The spider's dew-dappled lace.
Beautiful, Catherine!
DeleteOh my! These are awesome! I'll have to mull this challenge over as I go about my day.
ReplyDeleteTo thine own mulling be true....
DeleteThe Course of True Love
ReplyDeletebegins
when the eyes
see
Love this, Margaret. Very true!
DeleteHow fun! Thanks for this, Michelle.
ReplyDeleteA Horse! A Horse!
And possibly
a laying hen?
To thine own self be true...
hence—
write from the heart
If music be the food of love...
sing loud
of chocolate truffles
These are great, Penny– I especially love the last one. My kingdom for a truffle! ;)
DeleteThis is wonderful Michelle everyones poems are amazing
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