April is National Poetry Month! While I would celebrate by sharing books from my favorite poets, I found this idea to create poems with book spine poetry:
in a dark, dark wood,
Eliza And Her Monsters,
speak
The Things She’s Seen.
A Child Called “It”,
Boy, 9, Missing,
A Water Dancer.
The Weight of Silence
I Am The Messenger,
A Monster Calls,
Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close
Did you like it? Don’t ask me why my poem got so dark, they just jumped out at me 😁 ¤
