April is National Poetry Month, and I am celebrating with many other bloggers by writing and sharing poetry. Please check out the hashtag #digipoetry on Twitter to find more poems written by writers in our blogging community. Please consider joining us. Write when you can, share when you write. It is that simple.
Today I have played with writing a Tritina, which is a ten-lined poem divided into three tercets and a single line. The pattern looks like this:
My students are reading biographies and writing literary essays on perseverance. I have several students who are reading about Harriet Tubman, and my conversations with them led to the subject of this poem.
My Hope, My Freedom
I have been told I am nothing but a slave
with nothing to call my own, not even my freedom.
I dream under the stars at night and I hope,
I can only be a Negro bought and sold as a slave.
But I am one who believes that freedom
so that my faith in man can be restored. I hope
that none of my people will no longer be a slave.