Welcome to Poetry Friday. Today Heidi at my juicy little universe is hosting Poetry Friday as she celebrates her birthday with two wonderful poems from the Poetry Foundation website.
As one of her poems expresses may she have "the flame and the breath for wishes" into this new trip around the sun. Happy birthday, Heidi!
Today (Thursday actually) I got to sit outside and read. Oh joyous day. I got to read a book that I will be featuring in April for National Poetry Month from a debut author. Spring is arriving bit by bit.
Earlier in the week I found a single tulip from the bulbs I planted last fall. Many of them were disrupted by our residents squirrels. Hence the poem.
a sneak peak of spring
© jone rush macculloch, 2021 draft
Poetry Friday is here today: Kat at Kathryn Apel. She's heading us up for a muster, which means cattle round-up.
And she has a new book out, THE BIRD IN THE HERD.
It looks like a very engaging and fun book.
I have a couple of poems that were inspired by the prompts for Laura Shovan's February poetry challenge. Sometimes the poems didn't arrive on the day of the prompt. They tumbled out later. The first one is from February 8, with Buffy Silverman's snow on a tree skin idea. I thought of the icicles after the ice storm.
the size. popsicles reaching
the tree's clavicle.
© jone rush macculloch (2021 draft)
The second poem is from the prompt on February 24th about seeing bodies in the clouds, water, trees, you get the drill. I have written about this tree on our property before. And I've discovered her mouth, It took a hit in the recent snice (snow and ice) storm.
Thanks to Ruth at There is no such thing as a God-forsaken town for hosting Poetry Friday. She is sharing from a book that is on my list, Brading Sweetgrass.
Every February, Laura Shovan invites writers to celebrate her birthday by writing poetry. There is a yearly theme. This year, it's "Bodies". These are some of the responses to prompts I've shared thus far.
The emphasis for the daily prompts is to be writing, the daily practice of writing. There are days that the poems noodle around before landing on the paper.
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