The Progressive Poem is here!
I love National Poetry Month! There are so many wonderful projects going on around the Kidlitosphere, and I enjoy checking out every one of them! It feels like a big party where we're all sitting around together sharing poetry! Oh, and speaking of parties, I'm announcing the winner of last week's giveaway at the end of this post. I also want to give a big shout out and thank you to Robyn Hood Black for hosting last week's birthday celebration. She did a fantastic job!
Have you been following the Progressive Poem? If so, I hope you are enjoying Jasmine's adventure as much as I am.
Today it is my turn to add a line. I'm grateful to my very talented friend, Irene Latham for coming up with the idea for a progressive poem because it gives folks like me a chance to participate in National Poetry month in a way that is fun and manageable.
After reading Michelle's line about Jas beginning her poem, I thought about how a poem often starts out (at least for me) as a whisper and floats around for a bit before I really catch hold of what I'm trying to say.
So here goes, my line is at the end.
Nestled in her cozy bed, a seed stretched.
Oh, what wonderful dreams she had!
Blooming in midnight moonlight, dancing with
the pulse of a thousand stars, sweet Jasmine
invented a game.
Oh, what wonderful dreams she had!
Blooming in midnight moonlight, dancing with
the pulse of a thousand stars, sweet Jasmine
invented a game.
“Moon?” she called across warm honeyed air.
“I’m sad you’re alone; come join Owl and me.
We’re feasting on stardrops, we’ll share them with you.”
“Come find me,” Moon called, hiding behind a cloud.
“I’m sad you’re alone; come join Owl and me.
We’re feasting on stardrops, we’ll share them with you.”
“Come find me,” Moon called, hiding behind a cloud.
Secure in talons’ embrace, Jasmine rose
and set. She split, twining up Owl’s toes, pale
moonbeams sliding in between, Whoosh, Jasmine goes.
Owl flew Jasmine between clouds and moon to Lee’s party!
and set. She split, twining up Owl’s toes, pale
moonbeams sliding in between, Whoosh, Jasmine goes.
Owl flew Jasmine between clouds and moon to Lee’s party!
Moon, that wily bright balloon, was NOT alone.
Jas grinned,
Jas grinned,
stretched,
reached,
wrapped
a new,
around tender
rootlet
a
trellis Sky held out to her, made of braided wind and song.
Her green melody line twisted and clung.
Because she was twining poet’s jasmine, she
wiggled a wink back at Moon, and began her poem.
Her green melody line twisted and clung.
Because she was twining poet’s jasmine, she
wiggled a wink back at Moon, and began her poem.
Her whispered words floated on a puff of wind
April
1 Liz at Elizabeth Steinglass
2 Jane at Raincity Librarian
3 Laura at Writing the World for Kids
4 Michelle at Today’s Little Ditty
5 Jan at bookseedstudio
6 Irene at Live Your Poem
7 Linda at TeacherDance
8 Janet F. at Live Your Poem
9 Ramona at Pleasures from the Page
10 Matt at Radio, Rhythm and Rhyme
11 Brenda at Friendly Fairy Tales
12 Carol at Beyond LiteracyLink
13 Linda at A Word Edgewise
14 Heidi at my juicy little universe
15 Donna at Mainely Write
16 Sarah at Sarah Grace Tuttle
17 Ruth at There is no such thing as a Godforsaken town
18 Christie at Wondering and Wandering
19 Michelle at Michelle Kogan
20 Linda at Write Time
21 Robyn at Life on the Deckle Edge
22 Tabatha at The Opposite of Indifference
23 Amy at The Poem Farm
24 Mary Lee at A Year of Reading
25 Kiesha at Whispers from the Ridge
26 Renee at No Water River
27 Buffy at Buffy’s Blog
28 Kat at Kat’s Whiskers
29 April at Teaching Authors
30 Doraine at Dori Reads
CONGRATULATIONS to our Birthday Bash winner, Heidi!
THE WRITING BUG is on its way to you!
A big thank you to Tabatha for hosting this week's Poetry Friday.
