It’s National Poetry Month and the Poetry Friday Community is once again joining forces to write a community poem, one line a day, traveling from blog to blog. Thanks to Margaret Simon for organizing the progressive poem. This year’s poem, entitled The Land of Poetry, inspired Tabatha Yeatts to draw a map of our journey.
Today is my turn to add a line. We’ve been listening to the wise words of a dove for the last two lines, and there has previously been birding, binoculars, avian athletes and feathery lyrics. So I will continue the bird theme and let the sound of the mourning dove echo for another line.
The Land of Poetry
On my first trip to the Land of Poetry,
I saw anthologies of every color, tall as buildings.
A world of words, wonder on wings, waiting just for me!
Birding for words shimmering, flecked in golden gilding.
Binoculars ready, I toured boulevards and side streets
exploring vibrant verses, verses so honest and tender,
feathery lyrics, bright flitting avian athletes
soaring ‘cross pages in rhythmic splendor.
In the Land of Poetry, I am the conductor,
seeking oodles of poems that tug at my heart,
a musical medley of sound and structure,
an open mic in Frost Forest! Wonder who’ll take part?
There’s a pause in the program; no one takes the stage
the trees quiver, the audience looks up. Raven lands,
singing Earth’s message of the sage.
“Poetry in motion will be forevermore, from forests to sands.”
“Scatter,” she croaked. “Beyond Wilde Pond, to each and every beach.”
Meek Dove mustered courage and sang, “Instill humanity with compassion and peace.
Let Thackeray’s middle name, from this thicket, hearts reach!”
Her gentle coo-ooo-ooos reverberate, soft as fleece.
I’m happy to hand-off the poem to Irene Latham, the original mastermind of the progressive poem.
You can see where the poem has been and follow its continuing journey:
April 1 Tabatha Yeatts at The Opposite of Indifference
April 2 Cathy Stenquist at A Little Bit of This and That
April 3 Patricia Franz at Reverie
April 4 Donna Smith at Mainely Write
April 5 Janice Scully at Salt City Verse
April 6 Denise Krebs at Dare to Care
April 7 Ruth Hersey at There is no such thing as a God-forsaken town
April 8 Rose Cappelli at Imagine the Possibilities
April 9 Margaret Simon at Reflections on the Teche
April 10 Janet Clare Fagel at Reflections on the Teche
April 11 Diane Davis at Starting Again in Poetry
April 12 Linda Baie at Teacher Dance
April 13 Linda Mitchell at Another Word Edgewise
April 14 Jone MacCulloch at
April 15 Joyce Uglow at Storied Ink
April 16 Carol Varsalona at Beyond Literacy Link
April 17 Robyn Hood Black at Life on the Deckle Edge
April 18 Michelle Kogan at More Art for All
April 19 Kim Johnson at Common Threads
April 20 Buffy Silverman
April 21 Irene Latham at Live Your Poem
April 22 Karen Edmisten
April 23 Heidi Mordhorst at my juicy little universe
April 24 Mary Lee Hahn at A(nother) Year of Reading
April 25 Tanita Davis at Fiction, instead of Lies
April 26 Sharon Roy at Pedaling Poet
April 27 Tracey Kiff-Judson at Tangles and Tails
April 28 Tabatha Yeatts at The Opposite of Indifference
I agree with others about the addition of onomatopoeia–a welcome break from all the birdy wordiness! Sometimes you just need to let out a call of softness. Thanks, Buffy!
I agree with others about the onomatopoeia–a welcome break from the wordy birds! Sometimes you just need to exhale a song of softness. Thanks, Buffy.
It’s a beautiful and warm hug, Buffy. Everyone sighs!
Perfection, Buffy – and beautiful! A deep bow and big hug. :0)
Buffy, a bird theme it is. Lovely Meek Dove lengthens her coos and shows off her soft fleece as peace is heralded. Nice work!
Thanks, Carol!
Beautiful! Oh, I love the line you crafted today! You added texture to sound, both soft and cozy – coo, fleece.
Thank you, Kim!
You stuck the landing of that stanza! Wish me luck with the next one!
You can do it, Mary Lee!
Buffy, I LOVE the addition of onomatopoeia! And fleece is such a wonderful word for soft texture. Thanks for participating!
Thanks again for being our conductor!