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Hi, my name is Alys Jackson and I'm a poet and writer

based in Adelaide, South Australia.

My work has been published in magazines,

anthologies and online.

The River Goes to Sleep

Ripples leave their

Imprints on a soft and sandy rise,

Vines are dipping fingers while the

Evening winks her eyes;

Resting crimson ribbons round the river’s dusty sides.

 

The River Goes to Sleep is an acrostic poem, a fancy word for a fun idea. To make an acrostic poem you must start each line with the letter of a word or topic. In my poem I chose the word RIVER.

Maybe you could use your name? Each line could be something about you; your hobbies, favourite foods, pets, things you like or dislike? Try it! And have fun.

Alys

 

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