Being a record of the creative outbursts of one Erin Woods: poet, dreamer, and initiate of children's publishing.

Friday, June 8, 2012

Grammar Purist Poetry

I promise the craft posts will resume soon. I have been creating... just not taking pictures. I'll work on that.

I wrote today's poem for my own sake because I know the difference between "lay" and "lie" (Mom told me when I was little that of course the dog wouldn't "lay down" for me—I was saying it wrong and he was trained the right way), but like just about everyone else, I make mistakes in my everyday speech.

Lay and Lie
I lie awake in bed at night
And think, 'Why can't you get it right?'
I lie in bed, you lie around,
My dog is lying on the ground—
But lay a fire when it snows,
Lay an egg and lay out clothes.
Lay a baby on its cot,
Lay down any thing you've got.
Lie and Lay and Lay and Lie.
Don't make grammar purists cry.

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