Poetry Friday: Bookmarks

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Happy Poetry Friday! I’m celebrating books and bookmarks today, just because I love both and because I have a bevy of bookmark offerings in my online Etsy shop that would love to meet up with one of your books at, Michelle Kogan Fine Art .  This link will land you on the my home page, and from here you can follow the link to my Bookmarks page. So what better way to get this celebration started than with a list poem about bookmarks! 

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BOOKMARKS

Pieces of paper
poking out of
your pages–
Grab one
nab one
you just gotta
have one …
Tall ones
short ones–
Do you have a favorite one?
By that special author
or that special artist,
or that special critter,
or that one over there …
It became special
just … Because.
Oh me oh my,
your high and dry
without uh one.
We can fix that
in a hurry, but you
better scurry.
Think of all those words
all left alone,
all by themselves–
When you two are in
a completely different zone,
or maybe you’re on that
silly phone,
or I don’t know,
maybe you’re just
off on your own.
Awww now you’re all
tied up in knots,
and you can’t see any words,
but your seeing … SPOTS!
Drop EVERYTHING–
Run right out this minute–
Beg, buy, borrow,
but find a bookmark,
or there may never be
another tomorrow! 

©2018 Michelle Kogan

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And here’s a list poem by Lee Bennett Hopkins.

WHY POETRY?
by Lee Bennett Hopkins

Why?
Why sunsets?
Why trees?
Why birds?
Why seas?
Why you?
Why me?
Why friends?

Read the rest of the poem at Nerdy Book Club, along with some other connected topics.

Buffy Silverman at Buffy’s Blog is hosting this weeks Poetry Friday Roundup, and she’s talking about Summer! Thanks Buffy, be sure to stop by her blog for more poetry!

BTW June 1–3 is #WearOrange in support of gun violence prevention, and there are events happening across the country.

 

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Poetry Friday–Golden Shovel, Books, Children

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My thoughts were and are still with the students and teachers of the Santa Fe, Tx, High School shooting from last week. I let poetry and painting feed the outrage in my heart. I had just received this beautiful book, Libba, The Magnificent Musical Life of Elizabeth Cotten, by Laura Veirs, and illustrated by Tatyana Fazlalizadeh from Jama Rattigan as a book giveaway. Thanks Jama for this soft spoken, yet powerfully rich book! Jama reviewed this book on her blog this past March. I knew I wanted to build a poem, a golden shovel from Elizabeth Cotten’s well known, and historic song Freight Train.

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CHILDREN’S HEAVY FREIGHT

When will the heavy freight 
for children lift and become light, like an HO gauge train?
When will the heavy freight
of guns forever disappear–And travel down a one-way train
track that will route and run
those guns, every single one, so
very far away and fast!

2018 Michelle Kogan

 

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I also want to send a thank you out to Michelle Heidenrich Barnes for receiving another book giveaway, Between the Lines by Nikki Grimes. Michelle recently interviewed Nikki Grimes, and included this book on her blog Today’s Little DittyI’m about half way through this young adult book–which is written in prose and verse–and loving the many unique voices of the high school students, and their poems that they write for “Open Mike Fridays” and a poetry slam.

I find refuge in these books, but I feel lots of work is at hand, and will continue to use my voice, march, and carry a sign among other actions to help with this horrific period of gun violence we are experiencing here in the USA. I also joined an organization last week in a desire to help, Mom’s Demand Action, for Gun Sense in America.

Drop in on Margaret Gibson Simon’s blog, Reflections on the Teche, she’s hosting the Poetry Friday Roundup, and featuring a poetry-photo exchange called, “More than Meets the Eye,” thanks Margaret!

Wishes for a happy and safe Memorial weekend to all celebrating!

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Poetry Friday–Ars Poetica & Monarchs

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Happy Poetry Friday! I went to a poetry workshop last week on Ars Poetica at the Poetry Foundation. I think this is the first of many Ars Poetica poems that I may write.

 

ARS POETICA #1

Words crawl out from nowhere or somewhere
images begin to form or not–

Voice vacillates seeking its venue,
     found
                    space
                                   takes a

                                     place …                     

                        Structure might

                          Interrupt–   

                                    But,

Voice returns self-assured or questioning,
as if a mountain could speak–what if it can?

What would it say …
“Follow your passion–” Listen to that mountain speak–

              Listen to Nature–Mother Nature,
                           and Poetry, ask them questions

then listen with your mouth
              speak with your ears

                             paint words whatever way you can
               on whatever you can find

                                           music moves cultures
                paper-thin-poetry can move cultural barriers

Come–Now–Voice, no Boomeranging
                                  no Balderdashing

Sing–sweet as a child’s piercing cry
            Move–sure as tsunami’s destructive path

Carry–silent as a thunderstorm
            Resound–willful as a fighter’s last breath

                              ensure monarch’s next flight
                                            a small wing of humanity  

                                                           moves forward
                                                                        forever, forward
                                                                                     Wings of
                                                                                         Words.

© 2018 Michelle Kogan

You can  read more about Ars Poetica here. I also found a few other Ars Poetica poems to share.


ART CLASS
By James Galvin

Let us begin with a simple line,
Drawn as a child would draw it,
To indicate the horizon,

More real than the real horizon,
Which is less than line,
Which is visible abstraction, a ratio.

The line ravishes the page with implications
Of white earth, white sky!

The horizon moves as we move,
Making us feel central.
But the horizon is an empty shell—

Read the rest of the poem here.

WHAT HE THOUGHT
By Heather McHugh

For Fabbio Doplicher

We were supposed to do a job in Italy
and, full of our feeling for
ourselves (our sense of being
Poets from America) we went
from Rome to Fano, met
the Mayor, mulled a couple
matters over. The Italian literati seemed
bewildered by the language of America: they asked us
what does “flat drink” mean? and the mysterious
“cheap date” (no explanation lessened
this one’s mystery). Among Italian writers we

could recognize our counterparts: the academic,
the apologist, the arrogant, the amorous,
the brazen and the glib. And there was one
administrator (The Conservative), in suit
of regulation gray, who like a good tour guide
with measured pace and uninflected tone
narrated sights and histories
the hired van hauled us past.
Of all he was most politic–
and least poetic– so
it seemed. Our last
few days in Rome
I found a book of poems this
unprepossessing one had written: it was there
in the pensione room (a room he’d recommended)
where it must have been abandoned by
the German visitor (was there a bus of them?) to whom
he had inscribed and dated it a month before. I couldn’t
read Italian either, so I put the book
back in the wardrobe’s dark. We last Americans

were due to leave
tomorrow. For our parting evening then
our host chose something in a family restaurant,
and there we sat and chatted, sat and chewed, till,
sensible it was our last big chance to be Poetic, make
our mark, one of us asked

“What’s poetry?
Is it the fruits and vegetables
and marketplace at Campo dei Fiori

Read the rest of her poem here.

ARS POETIC
by Rita Dove

Thirty miles to the only decent restaurant
was nothing, a blink
in the long dull stare of Wyoming.
Halfway there the unknown but terribly
important essayist yelled Stop!
I wanna be in this;
and walked fifteen yards onto the land
before sky bore down and he came running,
crying Jesus–there’s nothing out there!

Read the rest of her poem here.

 

Rebecca Herzog at her blog Sloth Reads is hosting this weeks Poetry Friday Roundup, thanks Rebecca! Be sure to stop by her blog for more poetry!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Happy Mother’s Day!

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Poetry Friday–Mother’s Day– Poems from “The Best of Today’s Little Ditty 2016”

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Happy Poetry Friday and Happy Mother’s Day. I have the pleasure today of featuring a rich and varied collection of poems from Michelle Heidenrich Barnes’ The Best of Today’s Little Ditty 2016, Poems for Our Mothers. This is Michelle’s second poetry anthology, that includes poems that were submitted for her Ditty of the Month Club poetry challenge featured on her blog, Today’s Little Ditty. For nine months out of the year she offered a Spotlight ON … and interviewed a poet, author, or editor, and then they would present a ditty challenge for all to write on and submit. In this second anthology, the Spotlight ON … interviews included Douglas Florian, David L. Harrison, Amy Ludwig VanDerwater, Marilyn Singer, Laura Shovan, Diana Murray, Jane Yolen, Kenn Nesbitt, and Ann Rider. Michelle’s book hosts a collection of 75 poems by 50 different poets, and in addition she’s included some of her favorite poetry websites and resources–an inspiring book you’ll want to return to again and again! The delightful cover and interior drawings are by Teresa Robeson.

In October of 2016 Kenn Nesbitt challenged us to write about Poems for Our Mothers.
Write it for your mother and give it to her. It an be any kind of poem you like, as long as it’s especially for her. ~Kenn Nesbitt

I’ve selected five of the poems from this section to share with you today, and along with the poem, the poets have included a bit of backstory on their particular poem.

 

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Michelle Heidenrich Barnes and her mom.

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If I was to paint a Norman Rockwell-style portrait of my childhood, it would be set in our cozy kitchen, my mother at the table composing her weekly lists. Mom has always been a list-maker. She handed that trait down to me, along with the propensity to become distracted and start doodling in the margins. Where we differ, is that my mother doodled words, not pictures—the names of people she loved, most of all. It seems funny that those insignificant scribbles should have made such an impression, yet seeing my name there along with my father’s and brother’s assured me I would always be safe and secure in her heart.

~Michelle Heidenrich Barnes

 

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Heidi Mordhorst and her mom.

HISTORY OF YOUR VOICE
             for my mother~Mother’s Day 2011 

this little piggy stayed home
for so long we were
           together all the time
           together all alone
           together all among
open the doors and see all the people

four gray geese in a flock
for so long you listened to every word I
           began to say
           forgot to say
           dared to say
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we parted  disintegrated
remembered  recombined

apple seed and apple thorn
for so long now we are
           winding threads
           dropping threads
           picking up threads
sit and sing by a spring

there were two old Indians crossing the Mississippi 
           ripping a seam here and there
           putting right sides together
           stitching farther rivers
would you like to hear the rest?

© 2016 Heidi Mordhorst. All rights reserved.

This poem turns on the finger-plays and story telling of my early years. The toe-tugging of “This Little Piggy,” the finger-folding of “Wire, Briar, Limber, Lock” and, importantly for a minister’s wife and daughter, “Here is the Church”—they were all repeated so often that when I think of them I hear the words spoken in my mother’s voice.

Lila Zingerline Mordhorst was also an accomplished seamstress, and as well as making most of her own and my clothes, she taught me to sew. 

Now that we are both older Indians, “our blankets all covered with frost and snow” (I know not the provenance of that foolish, repeating story), we do spend time rewinding those old threads and restitching loose or crooked seams.  We do it all with our voices. 
~Heidi Mordhorst

 

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B.J. Lee’s mom.

MOTHER, MINE

Mother, mine,
gone from me too soon.
It’s hard to catch a glimpse of you
in my mind’s eye–
your face blurring,
then disappearing with the years.

My brothers tell me,
You laugh just like Mom.
Relatives whisper,
Who does she dress like?
and, If she isn’t the spittin’ image …
as they elbow each other
in shadowed corners.

On the telephone I always get,
You sound just like your mother.
Do people honestly think 
it doesn’t bother me to hear that?
The trouble is, they aren’t thinking.

When I sobbingly question my father
about his now sidelong glances,
he admits, I find it difficult
to look you full in the face.

I run for my room.

Everyone else,
apparently,
sees her in me.

Maybe it’s the only way
I have of truly seeing her.

© 2016 B.J. Lee. All rights reserved.

This poem is autobiographical. My beautiful mother passed away from a cerebral hemorrhage when I was 17 and she was 36 years old, leaving behind four children, the youngest of whom was just six. This poem captures the years after her passing and reflects a realization I came to at a tender age. My mother had been an artist, painting mostly still lifes and ocean scenes, and I often heard this phrase from those who knew her well, “Everybody loves your mother.” I miss you, Mom.

~B.J. Lee

 

Charles Waters' Mom.

Charles Waters’ mom.

MOMMA’S HUGS

Momma’s hugs,
warm as a gust of summer air,
soak up my fears
like a sponge,
leaving me brave enough to fling myself
back again
into this glorious,
yet unkind world.

© 2016 Charles Waters. All rights reserved.

When I was a wee one my mother would sometimes envelop me in hugs and kisses telling me how much she loved me. Looking back on those special times, a poem came forth. 

~Charles Waters

 

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Michelle Kogan and her mom.

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Being a mom is no easy task, and there’s not a book, or anything else that can prepare you for it, except being there. My mom throughout my childhood filled this role of being there–with love, hope, encouragement, and pride for all her children. This poem comes from an actual event–the outcome for me, small gestures of giving can make a big impact for a lifetime.

~Michelle Kogan

Wishing all a Happy Mother’s Day!

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Jama Rattigan, the hostess of the mostest at Jama’s Alphabet Soup is hosting the Poetry Friday Roundup, thanks Jama–and her scrumptious blog posts are something not to miss!

 

 

 

 

 

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Poetry Friday Spring & Children’s Book Week

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Happy Poetry Friday! Wow, what a busy month we had in April with oodles of poetry reaching up out of the ground along with our rugged plants, despite our chilly temps. The forever inching of my perennial spring garden kept me going. So many wonders this last month …

To mention a few I tried keeping up with … A seed was born, captured a name, and finally bloomed as Poet’s Jasmine on the Progressive Poem–Begun by Irene Latham and now resting on her site Live Your Poem,   Irene was blogging daily on ARTSPEAK! sharing artists from the Harlem Renaissance and writing daily poems from their Art. Michelle Heidenrich Barnes on her blog Today’s Little Ditty, filled us with a month of Dinoriffic  poems inspired by DON’T ASK A DINOSAUR a new picture book by authors Matt Forrest Esenwine, and Deborah Bruss, and illustrated by Louie Chin. 
Renée LaTulippe took my breath away with her stellar posts each day featuring a new author or poet throughout the month, along with a writing poem prompt opportunity at her blog No Water River. I also dipped in periodically on Linda Baie’s daily haiku journal on her blog Teacher Dance; Margaret Simon’s daily ekphrastic poem’s, many inspired by her father’s gorgeous art on her blog Reflections on the Teche; Laura Purdie Salas at Writing the World for Kids, as she wrote daily haikus on posit notes; Amy Ludwig VanDerwater at The Poem Farm wrote daily poems in a different poetic form each day on the Orion constellation; Mary Lee Hahn penned 30 Golden Shovel poems on either quotes her 30 students selected, or attributes of her students a.k.a. The Hahn Squad at her blog A Year of Reading; Diane Mayr wrote daily ekphrastic cherita poems at her blog, Random Noodling; Heidi Mordhorst, on her blog My Juicy Little Universe, took her students–penned as the Diamond Miners–on a take off of the Progressive Poem called 2 BY 2 IN 2ND. Each student added 2 words of their own each day, and they each did this twice over the month creating one poem! Jama at her blog Jama’s Alphabet Soup held us all together offering a Roundup for many of the poetry offerings throughout the month! Ah … And there was more, but alas I had to work a lot, sleep a little, write a little, and draw a little. Thank you all for this fantastically rich month!

For Today I’m sharing a golden shovel poem I wrote taken from Mary Oliver’s poem “The Summer Day.”

SPRINGTIME RENEWAL

Breathe in spring with
new senses. Become aware of your
yearnings and desires, especially one
that awakens life’s wild
possibilities within you, and
appreciation for your precious
inner calling in life!

© 2018 Michelle Kogan

Here’s Mary Oliver Reading her poem The Summer Day

.cbw-logo  I heard through the grapevine that it’s Children’s Book Week, April 30th –May 6th. In honor of this event I’m sharing two books. the first is The Death of The Hat, A Brief History of Poetry in 50 Objects, a poetry anthology selected by Paul B. Janeczko and illustrated by Chris Raschka. BTW Mary Oliver’s poem “The Summer Day” is included in this collection. The poems begin in the Middle Ages and travel through to contemporary times focusing mostly on 5o different objects, though nature seems to be included in there too, as so many of us poets seem to be smitten with the natural world! It’s a book I had out of the library so many times, I eventually purchased my own copy.

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The second book is That is My Dream by Langston Hughes and Daniel Miyares–who also did the illustrations. It evolved from Langston Hughes’ poem “Dream Variation.” In the story we are taken on a days journey of a family that struggles daily with inequality while another family breaths in hope. I found it particularly poignant for the times we are living in. While the message is strong the book is filled with airy uplifting illustrations leaving us with hope! I picked up this book on my weekly trip to the library, but I have a feeling it will also end up in my own collection.

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My friend Brenda Davis Harsham at  Friendly Fairy Tales is hosting Poetry Friday this week, thanks Brenda! I’m sure she’ll have some poetic pleasures and visual treats awaiting us, so drop by her blog!

 

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#NaPoWriMo day 30 poem and WIP watercolor

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I’m closing the last day of National Poetry Month with a poem written from a prompt by Ibtisam Barakat, featured today on Renée LaTulippe’s blog No Water River.
MY WINGS

My wings are made of paint and petals
sprinkled softly at times
with words,
layered loudly at times
with words.

My wings swoop down
lifting cries of justice
for down trodden
     humans,
     critters,
     and nature,
needing–deserving
     our watchful care
     our respect
     our humanity.

My wings are weary and worried,
more wings are needed
to turn our tide towards
     compassion for each other
     and away from our own
     self-absorbed individual self!

© 2018 Michelle Kogan

On my blog for National Poetry Writing Month I’ve been focusing on flora, fauna, and our environment. Here’s a list of the poems I’ve posted so far:
Poem one–  DEAR APRIL
Poem two–Haiku Azaleas
Poem three–ODE TO SHUN LEE
Poem four–Haiku Daffodils
Poem five–APRIL’S MYSTERIES
Poem six–APRIL’S BUDS  
Poem seven–A LOVELY BEETLE
Poem eight–CHANGES IN NATURE
Poem nine-HURRY SPRING  

Poem 10-ANIMAL TRACKS
Poem 11-APRIL SNAKE 
Poem 12-Haiku NARCISSUS
Poem 13– A CELEBRATION & SPRING
Poem 14–Haiku TULIPS
Poem 15–Birds’ Perspective
Poem 16–WHO’S IN THE MOON?
Poem 17–
Haiku Tulips and Sparrow
Poem 18– RACHEL CARSON’S WORDS
Poem 19–Haiku VIOLETS
Poem 20–THE EARTH CALLS NOW-at Today’s Little Ditty in comments
Poem 21–Haiku SPRING PRUNING

Poem 22–CROW
Poem 23–Cherita HYACINTH’S  
Poem 24–Nature
Poem 25–Haiku Dillies 
Poem 26–POCKETFUL OF POEMS
Poem 27–A BLUE BOX UNIVERSE at No Water River in padlet
Poem 28–Haiku FAIRY AND PRIMROSE 
Poem 29–1 line Haiku

 
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#NaPoWriMo day 29 1 line haiku & sketch

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sunnings a forever treasured part of life

© 2018 Michelle Kogan

Art and poem inspired by a poet friends photo, thanks Molly Hogan!

 

On my blog for National Poetry Writing Month I’ve been focusing on flora, fauna, and our environment. Here’s a list of the poems I’ve posted so far:
Poem one–  DEAR APRIL
Poem two–Haiku Azaleas
Poem three–ODE TO SHUN LEE
Poem four–Haiku Daffodils
Poem five–APRIL’S MYSTERIES
Poem six–APRIL’S BUDS  
Poem seven–A LOVELY BEETLE
Poem eight–CHANGES IN NATURE
Poem nine-HURRY SPRING  

Poem 10-ANIMAL TRACKS
Poem 11-APRIL SNAKE 
Poem 12-Haiku NARCISSUS
Poem 13– A CELEBRATION & SPRING
Poem 14–Haiku TULIPS
Poem 15–Birds’ Perspective
Poem 16–WHO’S IN THE MOON?
Poem 17–
Haiku Tulips and Sparrow

Poem 18– RACHEL CARSON’S WORDS
Poem 19–Haiku VIOLETS
Poem 20–THE EARTH CALLS NOW-at Today’s Little Ditty in comments
Poem 21–Haiku SPRING PRUNING

Poem 22–CROW
Poem 23–Cherita HYACINTH’S  
Poem 24–Nature
Poem 25–Haiku Dillies 
Poem 26–POCKETFUL OF POEMS
Poem 27–A BLUE BOX UNIVERSE at No Water River in padlet
Poem 28–Haiku FAIRY AND PRIMROSE 

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#NaPoWriMo day 28 haiku and WIP fairy sketch

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rise primrose
despite spring’s
despicable chill

© 2018 Michelle Kogan

 

On my blog for National Poetry Writing Month I’ve been focusing on flora, fauna, and our environment. Here’s a list of the poems I’ve posted so far:
Poem one–  DEAR APRIL
Poem two–Haiku Azaleas
Poem three–ODE TO SHUN LEE
Poem four–Haiku Daffodils
Poem five–APRIL’S MYSTERIES
Poem six–APRIL’S BUDS  
Poem seven–A LOVELY BEETLE
Poem eight–CHANGES IN NATURE
Poem nine-HURRY SPRING  

Poem 10-ANIMAL TRACKS
Poem 11-APRIL SNAKE 
Poem 12-Haiku NARCISSUS
Poem 13– A CELEBRATION & SPRING
Poem 14–Haiku TULIPS
Poem 15–Birds’ Perspective
Poem 16–WHO’S IN THE MOON?
Poem 17–
Haiku Tulips and Sparrow
Poem 18– RACHEL CARSON’S WORDS
Poem 19–Haiku VIOLETS
Poem 20–THE EARTH CALLS NOW-at Today’s Little Ditty in comments
Poem 21–Haiku SPRING PRUNING

Poem 22–CROW
Poem 23–Cherita HYACINTH’S  
Poem 24–Nature
Poem 25–Haiku Dillies 
Poem 26–POCKETFUL OF POEMS
Poem 27–A BLUE BOX UNIVERSE at No Water River in padlet

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Poetry Friday–Poem in your pocket

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Happy Poetry Friday! I’m continuing the celebration of poem in your pocket day,  while celebrating our slowly advancing spring–with a poem of mine and a poem by Sidney Wade. 

POCKETFUL OF POEMS

Springful
of poems
stuff ‘em
in your pockets,
city critters
know…
springs
in the
air. 


Squirrel’s
ballerina
bounce:
1, 2, 3,
trapezing
in mid
air. 


Sparrow’s
kangaroo
king
jump,
pogoing
with flair.


Cottontail’s
a plenty,
daintily
digesting
delectable
flowers
without
a care. 


Robin
cheerily cheeup
cheeruping
calling out
for a mate,
hurry now
don’t make
her wait. 


Garter
guards
his space,
silently sunning
till you take
one step closer,
Ooooooh
no sir,
he’s
scurried
on his
way. 


Wait–
One more–
My best friend
bumblebee
busy as she’ll
ever be,
buzzing
everywhere,
wherever
flowers
be. 


Gather ‘em all,
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6
spring critter poems, 
stuff ‘em
in your
pockets,
patiently
they’ll wait
to surprise
YOU
someday!

© 2018 Michelle Kogan

FIRST GREEN FLARE
by Sidney Wade

makes
the air

quiver
and dart

the throat
ache

to call
makes

the heart
cheer

Read the rest of her poem at Poets.org

The lovely poet/author Irene Latham at Live Your Poem is hosting this weeks Poetry Friday Roundup, thanks Irene! She’s been writing poems each day for National Poetry Writing Month, her projects called ARTSPEAK! Her poems have focused on “art and artists from the Harlem Renaissance.”

On my blog for National Poetry Writing Month I’ve been focusing on flora, fauna, and our environment. Here’s a list of the poems I’ve posted so far:
Poem one–  DEAR APRIL
Poem two–Haiku Azaleas
Poem three–ODE TO SHUN LEE
Poem four–Haiku Daffodils
Poem five–APRIL’S MYSTERIES
Poem six–APRIL’S BUDS  
Poem seven–A LOVELY BEETLE
Poem eight–CHANGES IN NATURE
Poem nine-HURRY SPRING  

Poem 10-ANIMAL TRACKS
Poem 11-APRIL SNAKE 
Poem 12-Haiku NARCISSUS
Poem 13– A CELEBRATION & SPRING
Poem 14–Haiku TULIPS
Poem 15–Birds’ Perspective
Poem 16–WHO’S IN THE MOON?
Poem 17–
Haiku Tulips and Sparrow

Poem 18– RACHEL CARSON’S WORDS
Poem 19–Haiku VIOLETS
Poem 20–THE EARTH CALLS NOW-at Today’s Little Ditty in comments
Poem 21–Haiku SPRING PRUNING

Poem 22–CROW
Poem 23–Cherita HYACINTH’S  
Poem 24–Nature
Poem 25–Haiku Dillies

 

 

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