General Poetry posted November 22, 2022

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This is a parody of a poem by Longfellow.

Lost Arrow and Song

by Verna Cole Mitchell

He shot an arrow in the air.
Why in the air?
I do not know.
I wasn't there.

He breathed a song into the air.
Why breathe it there?
I do not know.
He did not share.

He found the arrow in a tree.
How could that be?
I do not know.
I did not see.

Minute Poetry Contest contest entry

With apologies to Henry Wadsworth Longfellow for my response to his poem.
My little ditty was not meant to be a critical analysis, but just a little fun with some of the ideas in the poem. The contest does not require iambic pentameter rhyme, so I chose to rhyme the first, second, and fourth lines within each stanza, with a repeating sentence to carry through all three for the third line.

The Arrow and the Song
By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, so swiftly it flew, the sight
Could not follow it in its flight.

I breathed a song into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For who has sight so keen and strong,
That it can follow the flight of song?

Long, long afterward, in an oak
I found the arrow, still unbroke;
And the song, from beginning to end,
I found again in the heart of a friend.

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