2015 Progressive Poem

It is that time of the year again.  Time for the progressive poem.  

 

                     Yesterday the poem started at Jone Mac's blog Check It Out with the first line.  Today I get to add the second line.  Then tomorrow the poem moves to Heidi Mordhorst's blog  My Juicy Little Universe.

Here is the poem so far:

She lives without a net, walking along the alluvium deposits of the delta,

shoes swing over her shoulder, on her bare feet stick jeweled flecks of dark mica.

What a way to start us out!  Thanks Jone for a great opening line.  With a long line there are lots of possibilities.  What is with the long lines?  Last year Charles Waters started us out with an incredibly long first line too.  This one has 22 syllables, ten feet (if I counted right!)  I wanted to try to rhyme again this year, but with a line that long I gave up on it.  Heidi, the next line is yours, do your magic.  Have fun.

Thanks to Irene Latham for another great adventure during National Poetry Month.  Here are all the places the Progressive Poem will travel.

1 Jone at Check it Out
2 Joy at Poetry for Kids Joy
3 Heidi at My Juicy Little Universe
4 Laura at Writing the World for Kids
5 Charles at Poetry Time Blog
6 Ramona at Pleasures from the Page
7 Catherine at Catherine Johnson
8 Irene at Live Your Poem
9 Mary Lee at Poetrepository
10 Michelle at Today’s Little Ditty
11 Kim at Flukeprints
12 Margaret at Reflections on the Teche
13 Doraine at DoriReads
14 Renee at No Water River
15 Robyn at Life on the Deckle Edge
16 Ruth at There is No Such Thing as a Godforsaken Town
17 Buffy at Buffy’s Blog
18 Sheila at Sheila Renfro
19 Linda at Teacher Dance
20 Penny at A Penny and her Jots
21 Tara at A Teaching Life
22 Pat at Writer on a Horse
23 Tamera at The Writer’s Whimsy
24 Tricia at The Miss Rumphius Effect
25 Tabatha at The Opposite of indifference
26 Brian at Walk the Walk
27 Jan at Bookseedstudio
28 Amy at The Poem Farm
29 Donna at Mainely Write
30 Matt at Radio, Rhythm & Rhyme

WHAT IS POETRY? 

Poetry is the language in which man explores his own amazement. --Christopher Fry 

It is finding the truth, no need to lie. 
 It's munching on watermelon and letting seeds fly.

 It's a letter that comes with a card in the mail.
 It's the lacy silver threads left by a garden snail. 

 It's daffodil trumpets covering the hill. 
It's a deer at the creek, drinking her fill. 

 It's giggling and laughing and being absurd.
 It's reading a haiku and feeling each word. 

It's a dragon who blows flames, loud and hardy. 
 It's fairies in the garden having a tea party. 

It's the sound of a truck shifting its gears.
 It's the feel of two soft puppy ears. 

 It's a bright sun rise and glowing moon shine.
 It's a Carolina wren singing in a Lob-lolly pine. 

 It's a snowman rolled on a cold winter morn. 


Each day during April, I will add a line to this poem. If you'd like to suggest lines, please leave your suggestions in the comments below.

 Next Thursday is Poem in Your Pocket Day, April 18, 2013. Last week I shared with you how I've been making poetry pockets for some of my friends. Janet Wong, editor of THE POETRY FRIDAY ANTHOLOGY has created pockets with poems from the anthology. My poem, Keys , is one of the four. Also included are Petting Zoo by Laura Purdie Salas, Bluejay Sings Two Different Songs by Mary Lee Hahn, and Sack Lunch by Charles Waters.

And in the mail yesterday came a lovely surprise I wanted to share with you, Tabatha Yeatts sent me a FIB to carry in my pocket.

A Fibonacci Poem for Joy

 by Tabatha Yeatts

 Sneak
 A
Poem
 Into your
Pocket for those days
 When your secret self needs a friend.

Thank you, Tabatha for letting me share your poem.

 The Friday Poetry roundup is hosted this week by Diane Mayr at Random Noodling.