Jannie Breedt Poet Acrostic

Twenty Sixteen

T The year without us asking His blessing
  W We plucked the grapes for making some wine
   E Everyone would soon start guessing
   N None of us expecting such a decline
   T Things went wrong and then Mother died
   Y Year of our Lord this is not I cried

  S Soon the fields were parched with drought
   I  Instead of rain our hearts cried out
  X   'Xtremely hot and epidemic disease
  T The money gets thin when crime gets fat
  E Everyone seemed angry and impossible to please
  E  End this years destructive act
  N  Nearing the end I decided to change 
 ( S )Spoilt my accrostic - a sonnet I claimed

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Wilma Neels December 29, 2016 at 12:38 PM Jannie, this is a great write! I am really enjoying your gems tonight. Thought provoking as well ;) Jannie Breedt December 29, 2016 at 2:56 PM Its nice to have you back Wilma. Thanks

Andrea Dietrich December 16, 2016 at 11:51 PM Hey, it's cool you did a sonnet acrostic. I have done a few of those kind. Was the destructive act the one that happened on Election day? JK (or am I?) I enjoyed this one! (I just read below that you had a bad year. Me too but also I had good in it. We have to look at the good, hard as it is sometimes). Jannie Breedt December 17, 2016 at 12:43 AM I dont understand what you mean by JK or what had happened on election day.but its a so nice of you to stop by again.

Jannie Breedt November 27, 2016 at 11:43 PM I am much pleased that most of my favorite powts have placed comments here. I reapect you guys so much Thanks

Charlie Smith November 27, 2016 at 8:11 PM Well done Jannie, content has always grabbed my attention more than form and for that you've very much succeeded...Charlie Jannie Breedt December 17, 2016 at 12:46 AM Hi Charlie, wonderful of you to stop by. Thank you

CayCay Godwin November 26, 2016 at 7:29 PM First, God bless all of you who write on Soup in a 2nd or even 3rd language. I cannot imagine such and have the utmost respect. My second language is sarcasm so I have it easy compared to you and many others. I took Advanced English, but DID NOT know all these forms that I still struggle to learn. Iambic Pentameter I just recently had an "aw" moment with. Great acrostic, last line rocks my grin and that you rhymed gets extra points from me. So glad time allowed you to write ... CayCay Jannie Breedt December 17, 2016 at 12:50 AM Hello my friend, guess what? I fixed my shambles so that now I am able to reply to you once more.! I wrote you back plenty so now I am awaiting your response. Thank you for what you said

Chris Green November 25, 2016 at 1:44 PM Such a bad year it seems you have experienced but it won't be long now and it will be over. Here's hoping the next year smiles on you much more. Loved you acrostic sonnet, the ending was perfect. Jannie Breedt December 17, 2016 at 12:52 AM Hi Chris, Its wonderful to receive your comments. I apologise for not responding earlier. I had to sort out a glitsch.

Jan Allison November 23, 2016 at 1:31 AM what a very clever acrostic/sonnet:-) So sorry you have had such a tough year ... lets hope 2017 is a better year for us all:-) So sorry about the loss of your mother - my thoughts are with you:-) hugs Jan xx Jannie Breedt November 23, 2016 at 2:10 AM You are wonderful. Thank you.I had a string of bad incidents. It was like a bad dream. I think I am ok now but I dont trust this year. Its not new 2017 yet. Hugs back to you

Probir Gupta November 22, 2016 at 11:09 PM Very witty and interesting ... the metaphors are highly enjoyable ... I can never manage writing in iambic pentameter, though i love it ... enjoyed your poem, Jannie ... Jannie Breedt November 23, 2016 at 12:57 AM Off course you can.I enjoy your comments. Thsnk you

Jean Murray November 20, 2016 at 3:47 AM Nothing spoiled here Jannie. A juicy poem if not the wine, withered on the vine. I'm ready to dance.....?? Jannie Breedt December 17, 2016 at 12:57 AM Ok let go dance Jean.

Barry Stebbings November 18, 2016 at 5:19 AM Interesting descriptive poem, Jannie. I hope it was not really that bad. Barry. Jannie Breedt November 18, 2016 at 11:45 AM Thank you for visiting Barry. It was far worse than you could imagine it to be.

Paloma P November 17, 2016 at 5:45 AM Ingenious ending, best of both poetic worlds, marvelous script for concluding a years' vexations. :) Jannie Breedt November 17, 2016 at 7:44 AM Thanks Paloma. Grateful for your valued input

Carol B. November 16, 2016 at 6:22 PM Must admit I am looking forward to 2016 ending. It's been a difficult year in so many ways. Loved your poem! Once again your creativity is fantastic :) Jannie Breedt November 16, 2016 at 11:14 PM Hi Carol thanks again for looking me up.May 2017 bring us two new blessed beginnings