A Sad Poem Poem by Amera Andersen
A Sad Poem
O the wind danced across my face
Standing tall in the sun
Majestic beauty, golden lace
In the wheat fields, life had begun
Golden beauty, upon farm lands
And I cupped crickets in my hands
Golden beauty
Golden beauty
A carefree life with no demands
And then one day the harvest came
Taken to the baker
Turned into bread; O what a shame
Luncheon delight, hunger breaker
I’m a sandwich; to keep kids calm
Made for them, by a loving mom
I’m a sandwich
I’m a sandwich
Peanut butter; held in my palm
Then one day, I was made for school
Fixed by moms’ loving hands
Put in the fridge to keep me cool
Go with the kids, those were the plans
They forgot me! Early that day
The next day too; what can I say?
They forgot me!
They forgot me!
O what a death, rotting away
Author notes
Trijan Refrain
The Trijan Refrain, created by Jan Turner, consists of three 9-line stanzas, for a total of 27 lines. Line 1 is the same in all three stanzas, although a variation of the form is not to repeat the same line at the beginning of each stanza. In other words, the beginning line of each stanza can be different. The first four syllables of line 5 in each stanza are repeated as the double-refrain for lines 7 and 8. The Trijan Refrain is a rhyming poem with a set meter and rhyme scheme as follows:
Rhyme scheme: a/b/a/b/c/c/d, d refrain of first 4 words of line five /c
Meter: 8/6/8/6/8/8/4,4 refrain/8
Form Resource: shadowpoetry.com
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4/19/2024 6:07:18 PM # 1.0.0.1119
When i saw the title of this poem i thought it would be about human tragedy or heartbreak, but it turned out to be about the roting sandwich, forgotten in the fridge.I think in a way it is sad, considering there is so many hungry people around the world, and it wouldn't happen in some poor countries, but in America waste of food is happening on a large scale and not many people give it a second tought. About the poem it self it is well written, technically it has all like you point out at the end. I enjoyed reading it. Thank you........Milica