MARCH 8, 2015

broom sedge seeds unhitch
from their whiskery branches
floating in the breeze

   Heidi Mordhorst has a list of words ending in CH that she has challenged us to write poems using a daily word.  The word for Monday is "unhitched."  I enjoyed the thought of seeds becoming unattached from their branches.  We have three large broom sedge bushes along our fence and they constantly shed seeds that float through the air and make me sneeze.  You can find out about Heidi's poetry challenge on her blog MY JUICY LITTLE UNIVERSE.

KATIE ANN LOUIE

Katie Ann Louie

smells a bit pooey,

standing up in her highchair

blowing Cheerios in the air,

tossing kisses with her O's

landing one on Rover's nose.

Like spitting seeds

from a watermelon,

launching O's on everyone.

Going for the gold, it looks like fun!

Katie Ann, will you give me some?

     Happy Saturday.  I hope you have fun writing today.

haiku

chilling morning wind
blows white seeds from the broom sage
lacy snow flakes drift

    This morning's walk was lovely.  It seemed like everyone was smiling at me, but maybe that was because I was smiling.  I don't know why I was feeling so good, except it is the start of a new month and December really is a lovely month.  I see my name everywhere.  Maybe that is why I like December so much.  It is a season of giving and surprises.  I've started planning some of mine.  Your challenge for today is to write a December poem.  How about a list of all the things you want to do this month?  Have fun.

SUNFLOWER

Yellow sunflower
smiles at the sun.
Growing bigger,
almost done;
an old black crow
comes flying by
and gives those
sunflower seeds a try.
These seeds are tasty,
such a delight.
The crow ate all day
and into the night.
Now the crow
is round and fat,
while the sunflower
falls to the ground 
flat.

     Did you know that the sunflower seeds in the middle of the flower grow around and around in a Fibonacci sequence?  There are lots of plants that do this--pine cones, artichokes, and pineapples.  Are you familiar with the Fib poem?  It is based on the Fibonacci sequence too.  (A Syllabic form of poetry with the following number of syllables in each line.  1,1,2,3,5,8,13,etc. Each line is the combination of the two previous lines added together.)  Let's see if I can do this, the hard part is the beginning when the count is low.

Bright                              (1)
Sun                                  (1)
flower                             (2)
yellow shines,                 (3)
along comes a crow       (5)
and sits on the sunflower's spines,  (8)
then he opines, This is mine, all mine.  It's very fine. (13--I hope I counted that right.)

     OK, so your challenge for today is to write your own FIB.  Have fun writing.

WHAT IS POETRY?

WHAT IS POETRY?

Out of the quarrel with others we make rhetoric; out of the quarrel with ourselves we make poetry.--W. B. Yeats
 
What is poetry?
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.

     Happy Poetry Month.  Oh, I'm having so much fun.  I do love poetry.  In talking to my sister yesterday, she said, "Your progressive poem looks like so much fun, I wish I could play."  

   So, here is your chance, if you'd like, in the comments, leave your own line or couplet on What is Poetry to you.  Start with It's.... and then fill in the blank.  Have fun.  If you need a day or so to think what you'd like to add, that is fine.  Over the weekend, I'll try to add some of your lines to the poem.

Jack-o-lantern

carving a pumpkin

scooping out the seeds inside

a happy face glows

  Did you ask yourself if the glowing face was the jack-o-lantern or the carver?

Did you have fun carving a pumpkin for Halloween?  Can you write your own poem about carving a pumpkin? 

Yesterday, at No River Water , Renee LaTulippe interviewed the editors of THE POETRY FRIDAY ANTHOLOGY, Sylvia Vardell and Janet Wong and is having a poet-a-palooza with videos of four poets from the anthology reading their poems.