Happy Poetry Friday
and Welcome to the last stop for
the Progressive Poem 2021
Our Progressive Poem began with author/poet Irene Latham and as of last year, the poem baton has been passed on to Margaret Simon at her blog Reflections on the Teche. The poem is written in April celebrating National Poetry Month. Each day a new poet adds a line to the poem. This year Kat Apel at her blog Kathryn Apel began and offered the next poet not just one, but two lines to pick from–and the two line offering has continued down the line. Until yesterday when Christie Wyman at her blog Wondering and Wondering offered me four lines. And I also heard a few requests for some art…
I hope all I have here fits the bill. It’s a wonderfully rollicking poem through nature. I’m offering only one line at the end–hope that’s okay, I’m a bit under the weather as I am recouping from some serious dental surgery from late yesterday.
I wanted to circle the poem back to the beginning and build on Christie’s line too, so here it is…
I’m a case of kindness – come and catch me if you can!
Easily contagious – sharing smiles is my plan.
I’ll spread my joy both far and wide
As a force of nature, I’ll be undenied.
Words like, “how can I help?” will bloom in the street.
A new girl alone on the playground – let’s meet, let’s meet!
We can jump-skip together in a double-dutch round.
Over, under, jump and wonder, touch the ground.
Friends can be found when you open a door.
Side by side, let’s walk through, there’s a world to explore.
We’ll hike through a forest of towering trees.
Find a stream we can follow while we bask in the breeze.
Pull off our shoes and socks, dip our toes in the icy spring water
When you’re with friends, there’s no have to or oughter.
What could we make with leaves and litter
Let’s find pine needles, turn into vine knitters.
We’ll lie on our backs and find shapes in the sky.
We giggle together: See the bird! Now we fly!
Inspired by nature, our imaginations soar.
Follow that humpback! Here, take an oar.
Ahh! Here comes a wave – let’s hold on tight,
splashing and laughing, let’s play until night!
When the Milky Way sparkles, and the moon’s overhead,
we make a pretend campfire and tell stories we’ve read.
Some stories are true and some myths of our time.
I love all of them, but my favorite ones rhyme!
With windows to see other lives, other places
We’ll find and treasure a rainbow of faces.
When you open your heart to a new friend
kindness for another kindles and ascends!
Here are all the stops the poem has made throughout the month
2021 Progressive Poem Itinerary:
1 Kat Apel at katswhiskers
2 Linda Mitchell at A Word Edgewise
3 Mary Lee at A Year of Reading
4 Donna Smith at Mainly Write
5 Irene Latham at Live your Poem
6 Jan Godown Annino at BookseedStudio
7 Rose Cappelli at Imagine the Possibilities
8 Denise Krebs at Dare to Care
9 Margaret Simon at Reflections on the Teche
10 Molly Hogan at Nix the Comfort Zone
11 Buffy Silverman
12 Janet Fagel at Reflections on the Teche
13 Jone Rush MacCulloch
14 Susan Bruck at Soul Blossom Living
15 Wendy Taleo at Tales in eLearning
16 Heidi Mordhorst at my juicy little universe
17 Tricia Stohr Hunt at The Miss Rumphius Effect
18 Linda Baie at Teacher Dance
19 Carol Varsalona at Beyond Literacy Link
20 Robyn Hood Black at Life on the Deckle Edge
21 Leigh Anne Eck at A Day in the Life
22 Ruth Hersey at There is No Such Thing as a God-forsaken Town
23 Janice Scully at Salt City Verse
24 Tabatha Yeatts at The Opposite of Indifference
25 Shari Daniels at Islands of my Soul
26 Tim Gels at Yet There is Method at https://timgels.com
27 Rebecca Newman
28 Catherine Flynn at Reading to the Core
29 Christie Wyman at Wondering and Wondering
30 Michelle Kogan at More Art 4 All
I also have a draft for writing a poem in the style of Linda Hogan’s poem INNOCENCE. This was a poem prompt offered by the Poetry Sisters this month, thanks for the prompt. Look for more of these poems tagged with #poetrypals.
Anticipation of spring sprouts
in earth’s soil–
Rich, dry, mushy, sandy
will they emerge?
So may of us partake in this ritual,
and with eagerness of a child
we hope and wait…
Ah somethings pushed through earth
Perhaps soil’s ready for seeds.
Weed her, turn her, mulch her
hope mother nature
keeps her temps more moderate.
Grow little seed
suck in nutrients from
last summer’s mulch,
moisture from soil,
warmth from sun, and
water from my hands
pouring it patiently from within.
I’ll wait and wonder how
seed knows how to grow.
This care – nutrients, water, warmth
will guide me—
If I slow down and center myself
I too outside and within
may grow like seed.
© 2021 Michelle Kogan
Matt Forrest Esenwine at his blog Radio, Rhythm & Rhyme is hosting this weeks Poetry Friday roundup, thanks Matt, be sure to stop by!