SHADOWING POEMS  

By Josie Whitehead

We learn by following in the footsteps of others whether it is a sport, a skill or an art form.  You really need to read lots of good poetry written by the best poets and use their words to build up your own poem - especially with regard to the subject or the rhythm or rhyming.  Here is my shadow of the great poet and playwright, Shakespeare's, poem:

and my own . . . .

THE RAIN –

IT POURS EVERY DAY

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"When That I Was And a Little Tiny Boy"

(From "Twelfth Night")

 

William Shakespeare

 

When that I was and a little tiny boy,

   With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,

A foolish thing was but a toy,

   For the rain it raineth every day.

 

But when I came to man’s estate,

   With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,

‘Gainst knaves and thieves men shut the gate,

   For the rain it raineth every day.

 

But when I came, alas! to wive,

   With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,

By swaggering could I never thrive,

   For the rain it raineth every day.

 

But when I came unto my beds,

   With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,

With toss-pots still had drunken heads,

   For the rain it raineth every day.

 

A great while ago the world begun,

   With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,

But that’s all one, our play is done,

   And we’ll strive to please you every day

By Josie Whitehead

When that I was but a little tiny child

    With hey, ho, the wind and the rain.

The sky was blue, the gold sun smiled

    And the rain it rained on just some days.

 

I soon became a teenage lass

    With hey, ho, the wind and the rain.

I disturbingly discovered – ah, alas –

    The rain it rained on many a day.

 

I’m now an adult – what a shame!

    With hey, ho, the wind and the rain.

Our climate’s changed and we’re to blame

    For now the rain pours every day.

 

(Oh no it doesn't)

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