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Happy Poetry Friday I’m Celebrating Spring and spreading around thoughts to encourage all our plants to come up out of the ground! SPRINT TO SPRING Dandelion dancing to rags of Scott Joplin’s “Gladiola’s” in my Kick-up Cartwheel sprint to SPRING! … Continue reading
From a poem prompt David Harrison gave us at Renee LaTulippe’s blog No Water River. A LOVELY BEETLE Can you guess my name? “You’re lovely ladybug!” Yes, but I’m really a beetle, called ladybird, and sometimes lady beetle. Say, Coccinellidae, … Continue reading
Happy Poetry Friday, and National Poetry Month. I’ve had such a rich week perusing Jama Rattigan’s blog Jama’s Alphabet Soup and her postings of the many poets featuring poems this month! I’ve been following the Progressive Poem that Irene Latham … Continue reading
Happy Poetry Friday! I’m getting ready for another March in Chicago–this Saturday’s March For Our Lives. I’m sharing a tanka poem and my poster that I will carry. I hope to get the backside of the poster done before the … Continue reading
Welcoming Poetry Friday, this last one of the year, with a simple adieu to 2017 and a humble hello to 2018–with a tanka and a poem by W. S. Merwin, To The New Year. BID FAREWELL OLD YEAR Look upon … Continue reading
I’m wrapped in the roundness of fall, and for Poetry Friday I’m sharing an autumnal tanka poem and ink and watercolor painting; also for inktober. I’m also sharing a fall poem by Carl Sandburg and one by Mary Oliver. SEEDS … Continue reading
Remembering dad fondly, sorrowfully, bravely. “How’s that book,” he’d always ask–Even now he’s with me watching . . . © 2017 Michelle Kogan
Peek-a-boo bunny, daughter, daddy and me, are springing off for a wee spring gathering, and we’ll hop back next week. © 2017 Michelle Kogan ps bunny says she’ll try to post poems while away but can’t promise . . .
Growing Beauty on a cold spring day, go and seek out beauty, in the dark rich soil sprouting, crinkling, reaching, honesty in action. © 2017 Michelle Kogan
Drear February’s slate gray day–Early morn light dismal, damp, and daunting. Refusing to meander on its way. ©2017 Michelle Kogan For more Poetry Friday poems visit: Jone at Check it Out for the Poetry Friday Roundup. Thanks for hosting Jone.