It's April, so the Blogging from AtoZ Challenge is in full swing. My theme is Watercolor and Words. This year I am painting a watercolor to go with each letter and composing a poem to accompany it with a type of poetry that starts with the letter of the day. I am mostly experimenting with the watercolors still, so don't expect perfection....
Clicking on the letter of the day will bring you to the main site which has links to get to other participants if you would like to go on an alphabetical adventure!
M is for mailbox. I had no idea what I was going to do. Moose came to mind. But then probably because I'm about to replace my mailbox for the 4th time in 3 years, mailbox came to mind. I think the town plow guy has mailbox stock.
The poem form I used is a monotetra. If you read the description first, then the poem, then the description again looking at the poem, it helps make sense of it.
This is the basic format:
- It is written in quatrains (four-line stanzas) in tetrameter (four metrical feet) for a total of 8 syllables per line
- Each quatrain has lines that end in like rhymes, so it has the rhyming pattern aaaa, bbbb, cccc, etc.
- The final line of each stanza repeats the same four syllables
- The poem can be as few or as many quatrains as wanted
Mailbox
In summer words are warm as toast,
But winter’s when they warm the most;
Communication on the coast
Is on a post, is on a post.
We trudge to get the daily mail
No matter wind, no matter hail;
And even flyers touting sale
Are not a fail, are not a fail.
Some little word from friend or store
Reminds us of the world past shore;
The mail truck does its daily chore
From door to door, from door to door.
Each afternoon come rain or shine,
Between the ledge, among the pine,
Each mailbox visited in line;
Grape vine lifeline, grape vine lifeline.
By Donna JT Smith ©️2025
This is a very creative project. Thank you for sharing your art and poetry!
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DeleteThis is a delightful theme. I love your painting, and the poem is charming. Nothing beats finding a bit of treasure in one's mailbox.
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