Happy Poetry Friday! (Wondering what Poetry Friday is? Click here.)
Did you see the poetry and other writing done by second graders here at Blog Tour Stop #7? If not, I hope you’ll hop over to comment. It was wonderful to hear kids sharing their families!
Today, I’m sharing another calendar poem. I know–it’s been a few weeks! For this one, nobody had suggested words for me (I’ve since gotten a few words suggested, but I still need more, so please go here if you’d like to suggest a word!), so I picked three words at random from Amy Ludwig VanDerwater’s With My Hands. See Jama’s post at Alphabet Soup last week for an awesome introduction to this beautiful book! Using the old close-your-eyes-and-point method, I chose the words wrap, leaves, and hear.
Here’s my poem:
NOTE: I wrote this poem a few weeks ago, so it’s not related to my glum this week feeling. This poem is just a winter-eerie kind of poem, not reflecting my personal mood. Just don’t want you guys to infer that I’m in some mournful state!
That said, I’ve been feeling a bit glum this week. I think it’s because it’s been a week full of the business side of writing life with very little actual writing going on. I’m also coming to terms with the fact that our older daughter is moving to La Crosse, WI, three hours away. I’m glad both our daughters are independent and adventurous, but it will be odd having neither one in town. So I guess there’s some melancholy about that, too. (Though I wrote the above poem before the whole moving-to-La Crosse thing came up!)
And for lots of wonderful poetry, don’t miss the Poetry Friday Roundup with Heidi at My Juicy Little Universe. There you’ll find a fantastic interview with Irene Latham and Liz Steinglass about the Progressive Poem Irene always runs for Poetry Month.