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Tumultuous pass-
When ten sails duelled tempest’s rage,
Six sails ne’er returned.
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This time I challenged myself to fit a synecdoche into my haiku!
Can you write a haiku with a synecdoche? Post it in the comment section, below.
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So my friend was wondering if I could write a part two of The Orange Ball that the Mermaids Took, as she wanted to share it with her KS1 class and wondered what would happen next in the poem, perhaps on the girl’s next visit the mermaids would give her something in return…
The young girl sat by her bedroom window, Eyes watching the sea through the glass- Trying to see the mermaids play with her ball, Wondering if they’d play above water at all.
She couldn’t wait when that weekend came, Running ahead as they went to the beach. She stared for the glow of orange on grey-blue water, And saw nothing but foaming waves rush towards her.
So, she decided to explore the little rock pools, Hoping to find brightly coloured starfish and crabs, She heard a strange splash from the ocean behind her, And turned to see shimmering green flop back into water.
There, lying on the rock next to the disappearing ripples Was a special gift straight from the sea: A necklace of smooth stones and colourful shells, with a special stone shaped like a pearl but the colour of the sun.
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Updated: May 31, 2024
The young girl looked out at the ocean, Eyes desperately scanning the waves, Looking out for the contrast of orange on blue, “Papa, I can’t see my orange ball… can you?”
The father looked into the girl’s large brown eyes, Sad with the loss of her ball, He squinted and pointed far out into the sea, “Yes, look: the mermaids took it, can you see?”
“The mermaids watched us play, today. They saw us kick it, throw it, bounce it and then roll it. And they liked how our ball looked just like the sun, So when we dropped it into the water, they took it to play and have fun.”
The girl’s eyes widened in wonder, And while sad that she could no longer play with that ball, She fell asleep happy that night to dreams of mermaids Playing catch with a sun-orange ball.
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