This month I will schedule anything sent to me in the next week as well as spare poems and selected poems from throughout 2017. That gives us all a bit of a break. I’m sure teachers will all enjoy reading the poems each day while on holidays.
At the end of January we will begin with our weekly prompts again and look at new ways of promoting this blog. If you have ideas please email me. Thankyou
Looking forward to your contributions.
Please send to: poemoftheday.jaxton@gmail.com
And the New Year quote:

Plastic Bags
Bridh Hancock 28/07/16
In winter months you can see them
Clinging to the branches of deciduous ones,
Clinging as if their lives depended upon such invisible strenuosity, or
Perhaps they are spooks. They certainly look like spooks.
They also look suitably raggedly daggy, like
Waifs on the loose, waiting new suits of clothes, which never come.
Perhaps they just follow the paths to the drains, and
Fraying who should be praying til they are finally dismally gone.
Perhaps their faint bodies are result of
Junk food contents, or
Too much rock-n-roll music too loud and too recently.
Perhaps they are none of these. They are, after all, just
Plastic bags waving sad farewell from of the empty trees.
Its in my Feb folder Thankyou