tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post3976387466347132850..comments2024-03-28T15:09:21.698-04:00Comments on The Miss Rumphius Effect: Monday Poetry Stretch - Flashcard Inspired Poetry Triciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-58359183730125121362015-12-18T08:11:38.196-05:002015-12-18T08:11:38.196-05:00This one reminds me of of some of Cummings (except...This one reminds me of of some of Cummings (except with punctuation!!!) Thanks.<br /><br />JaneJane Yolenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16614445497209111557noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-86754799644688342322015-12-18T08:10:24.825-05:002015-12-18T08:10:24.825-05:00Love the pull through of the music metaphor.
Jane...Love the pull through of the music metaphor.<br /><br />JaneJane Yolenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16614445497209111557noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-68309532998986873612015-12-13T08:26:28.791-05:002015-12-13T08:26:28.791-05:00I love those trees singing both In AND into the da...I love those trees singing both In AND into the dark, Jane. Julie https://www.blogger.com/profile/12811523890920763782noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-66315357593889784602015-12-13T08:23:49.048-05:002015-12-13T08:23:49.048-05:00When I say it's dark
I mean even the trees
st...When I say it's dark <br />I mean even the trees<br />stop singing, their roots <br />won't sing, bark won't, limbs won't, <br />not even the idea of a tree sings,<br />not even the dream, not if it's dark, <br />and it is dark. <br /> And when I say singing, <br />I mean just that: the song we hear <br />leaves sing, though not in the dark, <br />and it Julie https://www.blogger.com/profile/12811523890920763782noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-25239968587563151922015-12-11T02:24:23.848-05:002015-12-11T02:24:23.848-05:00CHRISTMAS TREES
Shafts of moonlight keep unsold
C...CHRISTMAS TREES<br />Shafts of moonlight keep unsold <br />Christmas trees entertained<br />after a mockingbird quartet<br />sang their last song, then flew <br />to another performance.<br />As clouds drift over to block <br />the moon’s crescent-shaped smile,<br />these proud evergreens stands in the dark …<br />alone with their thoughts.<br /><br />(c) Charles Waters 2015 all rights reserved.<Charles Watershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18336052424127127605noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-2808781783153569082015-12-09T18:04:21.400-05:002015-12-09T18:04:21.400-05:00I think the trees were thinking of shade, Laura.
...I think the trees were thinking of shade, Laura.<br /><br />And Kate "wind song of wolves." YES.<br /><br />JaneJane Yolenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16614445497209111557noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-21984340667143293842015-12-09T07:49:55.166-05:002015-12-09T07:49:55.166-05:00Oh, I like this! The bark/dark/spark rhyme works i...Oh, I like this! The bark/dark/spark rhyme works in such a cool way. (And that hint of strangeness, the tree's dark thoughts.)KateCoombshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05584944601221466789noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-27093679569267567732015-12-09T07:14:26.058-05:002015-12-09T07:14:26.058-05:00A wolf lullaby--lovely!A wolf lullaby--lovely!laurasalashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13807781795919555208noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-81999976325043297982015-12-09T07:14:12.332-05:002015-12-09T07:14:12.332-05:00The beauty of hope!The beauty of hope!laurasalashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13807781795919555208noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-26399832563065447582015-12-09T07:13:34.282-05:002015-12-09T07:13:34.282-05:00Love this game. I went with a zeno:
In December, ...Love this game. I went with a zeno:<br /><br />In December, the forest wore<br />no finery--<br />only<br />bark.<br />Trees sang of spring,<br />hid their<br />dark<br />thoughts behind sun’s<br />morning<br />spark.<br /><br />--Laura Purdie Salas, all rights reservedlaurasalashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13807781795919555208noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-12679971965932442832015-12-08T22:35:52.423-05:002015-12-08T22:35:52.423-05:00Lullabies
Hushhh, shushhh, the trees sang
in sway...Lullabies<br /><br />Hushhh, shushhh, the trees sang<br />in swaying bough voices.<br />They sang lullabies to themselves<br />but they could not go to sleep.<br /><br />Then the wolves howled<br />their lullabies in the dark:<br />Oh-oooooo and Oh-oooooo.<br />Gently the trees fell asleep<br />to the wind-song of the wolves.<br /><br />—Kate Coombs, 2015<br />all rights reservedKateCoombshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05584944601221466789noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-86745812403456885142015-12-08T22:35:32.268-05:002015-12-08T22:35:32.268-05:00Wow! I especially like the Marian Anderson lines.Wow! I especially like the Marian Anderson lines.KateCoombshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05584944601221466789noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-27311059674678812222015-12-08T20:58:40.912-05:002015-12-08T20:58:40.912-05:00 Trees Sung Dark
There is a flash,
a moment
w... Trees Sung Dark<br /><br />There is a flash, <br />a moment<br />when all the cards fall <br />into place.<br />Stars align themselves. <br />Train tracks into infinity <br />meet.<br />Birds dance to their own tunes,<br />and trees sing <br />into the coming dark.<br /><br />Are you surprised?<br />The world is more full<br />of contradictions <br />than shadows.<br />It is sogged <br />withJane Yolenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16614445497209111557noreply@blogger.com