AN EPITAPH FOR MY EPITAPH
'Tis gone too soon; you'll never quote it.
The truth, 'tis sad: I never wrote it.
© 2018 Rebekah Hoeft. All rights reserved.
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to read this month's interview with J. Patrick Lewis and Jane Yolen.
They have challenged us to write an epitaph poem—a funny or clever verse
that might appear on your chosen subject's tombstone.
Post your poem on our February 2018 padlet. While some contributions will be featured as daily ditties this month, all contributions will be included in a wrap-up celebration tomorrow, Friday, February 23rd, and one lucky participant will win a copy of their morbidly humorous collection from Charlesbridge:
Post your poem on our February 2018 padlet. While some contributions will be featured as daily ditties this month, all contributions will be included in a wrap-up celebration tomorrow, Friday, February 23rd, and one lucky participant will win a copy of their morbidly humorous collection from Charlesbridge:
Rebecca. This so funny!
ReplyDeleteThank you! I second-guess myself on funny so I'm glad you liked it!
DeleteYou're too funny, Bekah! I bet you knew I was saving this for today. :) What a great way to end this month's parade of daily ditties.
ReplyDelete:) A nice surprise--am happy to be included!
DeleteMother, teacher, Christian -
ReplyDeletein so many things proficient -
alas, Rebekah finds herself
epitaph deficient.
HAHA! If only those first two lines were true!
DeleteThanks for the poem--well done!
Oh, well done! :)
ReplyDeleteThank you!
DeleteHAHAHA! Yes, well done! Or... not done? ;0)
ReplyDeleteHA! Yes. Done, I guess. Very confusing.
DeleteThank you. I think?!
:)
Thanks, Tabatha!
ReplyDeleteOh, Rebekah--the thought of that made me so sad, so I just HAD to finish it up!
ReplyDeleteForgive me....Jane Yolen
Though, if I had--not writ in water,
But on hard stone, just like I ought'a.
:)
DeleteWe were talking in class yesterday about the word 'steadfast'
This would be a great example!
Because now I can't stop...
DeleteMy epitaph once etched in stone
will fade like sinew blood and bone.
What's written here, it matters not
but where's hereafter's parkin' spot.
I think you and epitaph poems were made for each other, Rebekah. One might even say a match made in Heaven. ;)
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DeleteThis was great and a perfect way to end the daily ditties! I love the poetic responses as well.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Molly!
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