Friday, September 27, 2024

Poetry Sisters and Seven Ways of Looking

This month's challenge was to write in the style of Wallace Stevens' poem Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird. Since 13 stanzas is a lot, we gave ourselves some grace and decided to go for only seven ways of looking at something. 

A small group of us met on Zoom Sunday to write and discuss the prompt. I left that session thoroughly confused about what my topic should be. I tried writing poems on the Statue of Liberty, sunflowers, the color blue, and clouds. None of those got me more than a few stanzas, and they weren't pretty. I wondered if following the mentor poem more closely might set me on the right track. I chose the bird I regularly see on my walk to work as my subject and ultimately found my way through the poem. I will return to this one because I may just have six more stanzas in me to get this poem to the magic number of thirteen.

Seven Ways of Looking at a Heron

I
The lake hosts a gaggle of geese
a paddling of ducks
and one unmoving heron

II
I relish the empty house
Like the pond
claimed by a solitary heron

III
In the gray light of dawn, heron waits
a fixture in the daily ebb and flow

IV
Heron knows
all things are difficult before they are easy

V
A wader and the water
are one
A wader, the water, and a fish
become one

VI
Heron glides across the water
breakfast in her belly
bloodstain on her neck

VII
I prefer the quiet of the heron
Ducks quack, geese honk 
breaking the morning stillness
I understand the heron

Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2024. All rights reserved.

You can find the poems shared by my Poetry Sisters at the links below. 

    Would you like to try the next challenge? In October, we are writing to a prompt from the book The Practice of Poetry: Writing Exercises from Poets Who Teach, edited by Robin Behn and Chase Twichell.

    Are you with us? Good! You have a month to craft your creation and share it on October 25th in a post and/or on social media with the tag #PoetryPals. We look forward to reading your poems!  

    This week, Irene Latham of Live Your Poem is hosting Poetry Friday. I hope you'll take some time to check out all the poetic things being shared today. Happy Poetry Friday, friends! 

    Friday, August 30, 2024

    Poetry Sisters Write Ekphrastic Poems

    At least once yearly, we challenge ourselves to write poems to photographs or works of art. I love writing to the shared images and rarely choose my own, but this time, I did.

    In early August, I spent time at the National D-Day Memorial and was struck by the replica of the sculpture “Le Monument aux Morts.” The original stands in Trevieres, France. Erected in 1921, it was intended as a memorial to men from the town who died in WWI. In 1944, it was damaged during the battle for Normandy. The town decided not to repair it as a reminder of the damages of war and the fragility of peace.



    I chose 6 words from the plaque describing the statue. Those words are: second, history, memory, soil, face, and war. I wrote the first stanza using them in the order I found them and then rearranged them to write this sestina.

    Echoes of War

    Standing at her feet, I think for a second
    of the tragedies of modern history
    hiding in our collective memory
    we know horrors are buried in the soil
    it’s a past we cannot face
    yet we’re still a world at war

    We are burdened by weapons of war
    firearms the leading cause of death in youth, seconds
    change lives, scars etched upon their faces
    mass shootings not just history
    but present on our soil
    Columbine, Sandy Hook, Uvalde—names burned in our memory

    Their epitaph reads “in memoriam”
    we lose in peace and war
    on home and foreign soil
    our first sons and daughters, our second,
    and third, changing family histories
    sorrow written on every mourner’s face

    On its face
    loss becomes a memory
    a blip in our history
    not a game this tug of war
    we have no time to lose, not one second
    we must nurture our fertile soil

    From this earth, this very soil,
    we rise to comfort every weary face
    time’s healing touch felt with each passing second
    old wounds begin to fade from memory
    planting hope in bodies ravaged by war
    softening the edges of this cancerous history

    Pages turned in the book of human history,
    hold lessons learned, deeply buried in the soil
    when Earth shook under the weight of war
    its narrative shaping humanity’s face
    we hold the lost in our memory
    honor them each passing second

    We make history as we face the future
    fragile peace holding on our soil, the memory
    of war fading for the briefest of seconds

    Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2024. All rights reserved.

    You can find the poems shared by my Poetry Sisters at the links below. 

      Would you like to try the next challenge? In September, we’re using Wallace Stevens Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird as a model for looking at something in different ways. We might settle on 7 or 4 or 12 ways. Looking deeply and differently are the keys here. Are you with us? Good! You have a month to craft your creation and share it on September 27th in a post and/or on social media with the tag #PoetryPals. We look forward to reading your poems!  

      This week, Susan Thomsen of Chicken Spaghetti is hosting Poetry Friday. I hope you'll take some time to check out all the poetic things being shared today. Happy Poetry Friday, friends! 

      Friday, July 26, 2024

      Poetry Sisters Write Want-Ad Haiku

      The challenge this month was to write haiku in the form of classified ads. It's been a doozy of a month for me for too many reasons to recount. Suffice it to say I missed our monthly Zoom and I dashed these off early this morning before a walk with the dog. We did promise ourselves that these prompts weren't about perfection, but drafts and sharing. In that spirit, I share these little insights into my state of mind these days. I know haiku don't traditionally have titles, but I really needed those extra syllables!

      Wanted
      one perfect poem
      ordered up like a taco
      drive-thru preferred

      Wanted
      one more day with mom
      skilled time traveler needed
      no fee too great

      Wanted
      one doppelgänger
      for household chores, work meetings
      signed, desperate for sleep

      Poems ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2024. All rights reserved.

      You can find the poems shared by my Poetry Sisters at the links below. 

        Would you like to try the next challenge? In August, we’re writing ekphrastic poems to photographs. Find an image that inspires you and write away. Are you with us? Good! You have a month to craft your creation and share it on August 30th in a post and/or on social media with the tag #PoetryPals. We look forward to reading your poems!  

        This week, Marcie Flinchum Atkins is hosting Poetry Friday. I hope you'll take some time to check out all the poetic things being shared today. Happy Poetry Friday, friends! 

        Friday, June 28, 2024

        Poetry Friday is Here!

        Welcome to Poetry Friday! I'm so happy to be hosting you here today, especially on this last Friday of the month when my poetry sisters and I share the poems we've written to a new challenge. This month we wrote poems about wabi-sabi, with wabi-sabi as the title. In Andrew Juniper's book Wabi Sabi: The Japanese Art of Impermanence, wabi-sabi is defined this way. 

        Wabi-sabi is an aesthetic that finds beauty in things imperfect, impermanent and incomplete. Taken from the Japanese words wabi, which translates to less is more, and sabi, which means attentive melancholy, wabi-sabi refers to an awareness of the transient nature of earthly things and a corresponding pleasure in the things that bear the mark of this impermanence.

        In his book Wabi-Sabi Simple, Richard Powell described wabi-sabi as a philosophy that acknowledges a lifestyle that appreciates and accepts three simple truths: "Nothing lasts, nothing is finished, and nothing is perfect." 

        We had a wonderful Zoom call on Sunday, during which we had a wide-ranging conversation about wabi-sabi. I really wanted to write in a form, so I decided to experiment with the tritina. The tritina is composed of 3 tercets and a final line (envoi) that stands alone. Similar to a sestina, though shorter, it uses a set of 3 alternating end words instead of six. The form is: ABC / CAB / BCA / A, B, and C (final line/envoi). As I was writing, it felt like I didn't have enough room to play, so I tried a sestina. That was disastrous, so the tritina is what I stuck with.

        Wabi-Sabi
        art and architecture value
        the golden ratio, the perfection
        of divine proportion, its pleasing beauty

        but what is beauty?
        what do our choices say about what we value?
        does the circular bell tower lack perfection

        because it leans? is perfection
        solid, straight, and tall? beauty
        lives in a cracked bell—liberty has value

        why value perfection when there is beauty in what is broken?

        Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2024. All rights reserved.

        You can find the poems shared by my Poetry Sisters at the links below. 

          Would you like to try the next challenge? In July we’re writing haiku that resemble classified ads or Buy Nothing group posts. Are you in? Good! You have a month to craft your creation and share it on July 26th in a post and/or on social media with the tag #PoetryPals. We look forward to reading your poems!  

          Please join the Poetry Friday party by leaving your link below, and don't forget to leave a comment to let us know you're here. Happy poetry Friday, friends!  

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          Friday, May 31, 2024

          Poetry Sisters in Homage to Body Parts and Lucille Clifton

          This month's challenge was to write in the style of Lucille Clifton while paying homage to a body part, as she does in the poem homage to my hips. Our Zoom call was a week early this month, allowing for time off for Memorial Day weekend. We all bumped up against body image and body weariness (a much better word than age) issues. Considering our bodies in this way was deeply humbling.

          After many stops and starts on poems about various body parts (feet, calves, ears), I have two drafts to share. I haven't mastered Clifton's tone, but it was fun to try.

          homage to my brain

          this brain is a big brain
          not genius big, but
          packed with Jeopardy categories'
          useless facts big.
          this brain is a science brain
          a nerdy brain
          that muses on temperature and pressure
          and the solubility of carbon dioxide in water
          when soda goes flat.
          this brain is a pessimistic brain
          sometimes apocalyptic brain
          filled with existential what-ifs
          prompted by social media
          and doom scrolling.
          this brain is a noisy brain
          a disobedient brain
          refusing to quiet
          standing in the way of
          a good night’s sleep.

          homage to my feet

          these feet are powerful feet
          they have marched
          in formation and run
          hilly miles. these feet
          are expressive feet
          oozing with joy in
          going barefoot in the grass
          dipping into tepid pools
          soaking in a warm, salty tub.
          these feet are pilgrim’s feet
          climbing mountains in Tibet
          or walking the serpentine
          path of a labyrinth
          every step a meditation
          and prayer. these feet are
          political feet, walking miles
          in communion, standing
          up for people and
          the planet.

          Poems ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2024. All rights reserved.

          You can find the poems shared by my Poetry Sisters at the links below. 

            Would you like to try the next challenge? In June, we’re writing poems about wabi-sabi, with Wabi-sabi as the title. In Andrew Juniper's book Wabi Sabi: The Japanese Art of Impermanence, wabi sabi is defined this way. 

            Wabi-sabi is an aesthetic that finds beauty in things imperfect, impermanent and incomplete. Taken from the Japanese words wabi, which translates to less is more, and sabi, which means attentive melancholy, wabi-sabi refers to an awareness of the transient nature of earthly things and a corresponding pleasure in the things that bear the mark of this impermanence.

            In his book Wabi-Sabi Simple, Richard Powell described wabi-sabi as a philosophy that acknowledges a lifestyle that appreciates and accepts three simple truths: "Nothing lasts, nothing is finished, and nothing is perfect." Will you write with us? Good! You have a month to craft your creation and share it on May 31st in a post and/or on social media with the tag #PoetryPals. We look forward to reading your poems!  

            This week, Janice Scully at Salt City Verse is hosting Poetry Friday. I hope you'll take some time to check out all the poetic things being shared today. Happy Poetry Friday, friends!

            Tuesday, April 30, 2024

            NPM 2024 - Book Spine Poem 30

            For National Poetry Month this year, I am perusing my bookshelves and building book spine poems. Since someone pointed out I'd written poems about spring, summer, and fall, I knew I couldn't leave out winter.


            Zero is the leaves on the tree
            How do you know it's winter?
            Animals
            snack, snooze, skedaddle
            snowflakes fall
            Old bear
            time to sleep
            wait, rest, pause
            Footprints in the snow
            bear snores on
            Time flies
            On a snow-melting day
            snowman - cold = puddle
            Wake up world!
            Spring is here

            Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2024. All rights reserved.

            Sources
            • Zero Is the Leaves on the Tree by Betsy Franco, illustrations by Sino Arihara
            • How Do You Know It's Winter? by Ruth Owen
            • Picture This: Animals by Margaret Hynes, illustrations by Andy Crisp
            • Snack, Snooze, Skedaddle: How Animals Get Ready For Winter by Laura Purdie Salas, illustrations by Claudine GĂ©vry
            • Snowflakes Fall by Patricia MacLachlan, illustrations by Steven Kellogg
            • Old Bear by Kevin Henkes
            • Time to Sleep by Denise Fleming
            • Wait, Rest, Pause: Dormancy in Nature by Marcie Flinchum Atkins
            • Footprints in the Snow by Mei Matsuoka
            • Bear Snores On by Karma Wilson, illustrations by Jane Chapman
            • Time Flies by Eric Rohmann
            • On a Snow-Melting Day: Seeking Signs of Spring by Buffy Silverman
            • Snowman - Cold = Puddle: Spring Equations by Laura Purdie Salas, illustrations by Micha Archer
            • Wake Up, World!: A Day In the Life of Children Around the World by Beatrice Hollyer
            • Spring is Here: A Bear and Mole Story by Will Hillenbrand

            It's hard to believe this is the last day of April and the last book spine poem for a while. You can find all the poems I've written this month on the Book Spine Poems page. I can't thank you enough for joining me on this journey.

            Monday, April 29, 2024

            NPM 2024 - Book Spine Poem 29

                For National Poetry Month this year, I am perusing my bookshelves and building book spine poems.


            Stichin' and Pullin' a Gee's Bend Quilt

            Eight hands round
            growing patterns
            inch by inch
            stitch by stitch
            the seasons sewn

            Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2024. All rights reserved.

            Sources
            • Stitchin' and Pullin' A Gee's Bend Quilt by Patricia C. McKissack, illustrations by Cozbi A. Cabrera
            • Eight Hands Round: A Patchwork Alphabet by Ann Whitford Paul, illustrations by Jeanette Winter
            • Growing Patterns: Fibonacci Numbers in Nature by Sarah C. Campbell, photographs by Sarah C. Campbell and Richard P. Campbell
            • Inch by Inch by Leo Lionni
            • Stitch by Stitch: Elizabeth Hobbs Keckly Sews Her Way to Freedom by Connie Schofield-Morrison, illustrations by Elizabeth Zunon
            • The Seasons Sewn: A Year in Patchwork by Ann Whitford Paul, illustrations by Michael McCurdy
            I hope you'll come back again to see what new poem I've cobbled together. You can find all the poems I've written this month on the Book Spine Poems page

            Sunday, April 28, 2024

            NPM 2024 - Book Spine Poem 28

               For National Poetry Month this year, I am perusing my bookshelves and building book spine poems.


            Climb into my lap
            here’s a little poem
            you read to me, I’ll read to you
            books day by day
            love in the library

            Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2024. All rights reserved.

            Sources
            • Climb Into My Lap: First Poems to Read Together, selected by Lee Bennett Hopkins, illustrations by Kathryn Brown
            • Here's a Little Poem: A Very First Book of Poetry, collected by Jane Yolen and Andrew Fusek Peters, illustrations by Polly Dunbar
            • You Read to Me, I'll Read to You: Very Short Stories to Read Together by Mary Ann Hoberman, illustrations by Michael Emberley
            • Books Day By Day: Anniversaries, Anecdotes, and Activities by Susan Ohanian
            • Love in the Library by Maggie Tokuda-Hall, illustrations by Yas Imamura
            I hope you'll come back again to see what new poem I've cobbled together. You can find all the poems I've written this month on the Book Spine Poems page

            Saturday, April 27, 2024

            NPM 2024 - Book Spine Poem 27

            For National Poetry Month this year, I am perusing my bookshelves and building book spine poems.


            Count Down to Fall

            Shrinking days, frosty nights
            summer green to autumn gold
            goodbye summer, hello autumn
            leaf by leaf
            leaves fall down
            in November
            a chill in the air
            every autumn comes the bear

            Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2024. All rights reserved.

            Sources
            • Count Down to Fall by Fran Hawk, illustrations by Sherry Neidigh
            • Shrinking Days, Frosty Nights: Poems About Fall by Laura Purdie Salas
            • Summer Green to Autumn Gold: Uncovering Leaves' Hidden Colors by Mia Posada
            • Goodbye Summer, Hello Autumn by Kenard Pak
            • Leaf by Leaf: Autumn Poems, selected by Barbara Rogasky, photographs by Marc Tauss
            • Leaves Fall Down: Learning About Autumn Leaves by Lisa Bullard, illustrations by Nadine Takvorian
            • In November by Cynthia Rylant, illustrations by Jill Kastner
            • A Chill in the Air: Nature Poems for Fall and Winter by John Frank, illustrations by Mike Reed
            • Every Autumn Comes the Bear by Jim Arnosky
            I hope you'll come back again to see what new poem I've cobbled together. You can find all the poems I've written this month on the Book Spine Poems page

            Friday, April 26, 2024

            Poetry Sisters Write Poems to Unanswerable Questions

            This month the Poetry Sisters' challenge was to dream up an unanswerable question and answer it in a poem. For example, in the poem "How Many How Much," Shel Silverstein asked, "How many slams in an old screen door?" 

            On our Zoom call Sunday, we spent 5 minutes generating questions on our own, and then we shared them. It gave us a lot of ideas to work with! I tried writing to a couple of different prompts but found that every poem I started wound its way to an answer, which was not the point. Ultimately, I ended up with lots of questions and no answers. 

            Ode to Wonder

            How many ticks in a grandfather clock?
            How many rings in a bell?
            How many days in a rotating Earth?
            How many pails from a well?

            How many songs in 88 keys?
            How many drops in the rain?
            How many spins on a merry-go-round
            How many thoughts in a brain?

            Who made the stars?
            What makes them shine?
            Is there life beyond Earth in space?
            Where are lost souls?
            When are they found?
            Why have they fallen from grace?

            The why of the world
            is a curious thing
            with so many questions to ponder.
            Sit down for a bit
            and think big things
            there's so much for us to wonder.

            Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2024. All rights reserved.

            You can find the poems shared by my Poetry Sisters at the links below. 

              Would you like to try the next challenge? In May we’re writing in the style of Lucille Clifton and are writing poem about body parts ala "Homage to My Hips." Are you in? Good! You have a month to craft your creation and share it on May 31st in a post and/or on social media with the tag #PoetryPals. We look forward to reading your poems!  

              In addition to this poem, I have been building a book spine poem each day to celebrate National Poetry Month. I hope you'll pop over to my April 26 post to check it out and explore some of the other poems I've written. If you've been following the Progressive Poem, you might like my April 25 poem, which was inspired by the unfolding plight of the poem's characters.

              This week, Poetry Friday is hosted by Ruth at There is no such thing as a God-forsaken town. I hope you'll take some time to check out all the poetic things being shared today. Happy poetry Friday, friends!

              NPM 2024 - Book Spine Poem 26

              Happy Poetry Friday! For National Poetry Month this year, I am perusing my bookshelves and building book spine poems.


              Up in the garden and down in the dirt
              a seed is the start
              When green becomes tomatoes
              my father’s hands
              Pick! Pull! Snap!
              Tops and bottoms
              first, peas to the table
              corn
              rah, rah, radishes
              fresh, delicious
              Let’s eat!

              Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2024. All rights reserved.

              Sources
              • Up In the Garden and Down In the Dirt by Kate Messner, art by Christopher Silas Neal
              • A Seed Is the Start by Melissa Stewart
              • When Green Becomes Tomatoes: Poems for All Seasons by Julie Fogliano, pictures by Julie Morstad
              • My Father's Hands by Joanne Ryder, illustrations by Mark Graham
              • Pick, Pull, Snap!: Where Once a Flower Bloomed by Lola Schaefer, illustrations by Lindsay Barrett George
              • Tops & Bottoms, adapted and illustrated by Janet Stevens
              • First Peas to the Table by Susan Grigsby, illustrations by Nicole Tadgell
              • Corn by Gail Gibbons
              • Rah, Rah, Radishes!: A Vegetable Chant by April Pulley Sayre
              • Fresh Delicious: Poems From the Farmer's Market by Irene Latham, illustrations by Mique Moriuchi
              • Let's Eat!: What Children Eat Around the World by Beatrice Hollyer
              I hope you'll come back again to see what new poem I've cobbled together. You can find all the poems I've written this month on the Book Spine Poems page

              This week, Poetry Friday is hosted by Ruth at There is no such thing as a God-forsaken town. I hope you'll take some time to check out all the poetic things being shared today.

              Thursday, April 25, 2024

              NPM 2024 - Book Spine Poem 25

              For National Poetry Month this year, I am perusing my bookshelves and building book spine poems. Today's poem was inspired by this year's Progressive Poem. (See the list of participants to follow the poem. It began with Patricia Franze at Reverie.)


              The journey
              out of the dust
              dreamers
              the undefeated
              illegal
              chasing freedom
              unspoken
              unsettling truths
              This child, every child
              now and then
              an American story

              Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2024. All rights reserved.

              Sources
              • The Journey by Sarah Stewart, illustrations by David Small
              • Out of the Dust by Karen Hesse
              • Dreamers by Yuyi Morales
              • The Undefeated by Kwame Alexander, illustrations by Kadir Nelson
              • Illegal by Eoin Colfer and Andrew Donkin, illustrations by Giovanni Rigano
              • Chasing Freedom: The Life Journeys of Harriet Tubman and Susan B. Anthony, Inspired by Historical Facts by Nikki Grimes, illustrations by Michele Wood
              • Unspoken: A Story From the Underground Railroad by Henry Cole
              • Unsettling Truths: The Ongoing Dehumanizing Legacy of the Doctrine of Discovery by Mark Charles and Soong-Chan Rah
              • This Child, Every Child: A Book About the World's Children by David J. Smith, illustrations by Shelagh Armstrong
              • Now and Then by Claire Philip, illustrations by Greg Paprocki
              • An American Story by Kwame Alexander, art by Dare Coulter
              I hope you'll come back again to see what new poem I've cobbled together. You can find all the poems I've written this month on the Book Spine Poems page

              Wednesday, April 24, 2024

              NPM 2024 - Book Spine Poem 24

              For National Poetry Month this year, I am perusing my bookshelves and building book spine poems.


              We 
              wonder
              the shape of the world
              gravity
              spiders and their webs
              dinosaur bones
              bubble homes and fish farts
              how the sea came to be
              the stunning science of everything

              Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2024. All rights reserved.

              Sources
              • We by Alice Schertle, illustrations by Kenneth Addison
              • Wonder by R.J. Palacio
              • The Shape of the World by K.L. Going, illustrated Lauren Stringer
              • Gravity by Jason Chin
              • Spiders and Their Webs by Darlyne A. Murawski
              • Dinosaur Bones by Bob Barner
              • Bubble Homes and Fish Farts by Fiona Bayrock, illustrations by Carolyn Conahan
              • How the Sea Came to Be: And All the Creatures In It by Jennifer Berne, illustrations by Amanda Hall
              • The Stunning Science of Everything: Science With the Squishy Bits Left In! by Nick Arnold, illustrations by Tony De Saulles
              I hope you'll come back again to see what new poem I've cobbled together. You can find all the poems I've written this month on the Book Spine Poems page

              Tuesday, April 23, 2024

              NPM 2024 - Book Spine Poem 23

              For National Poetry Month this year, I am perusing my bookshelves and building book spine poems.


              Poem-Making

              Look to the stars
              listen to the wind
              How do you feel?
              Reflect and write
              a river of words
              Fearless writing
              the arrow finds its mark

              Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2024. All rights reserved.

              Sources
              • Poem-Making: Ways to Begin Writing Poetry by Myra Cohn Livingston
              • Look to the Stars by Buzz Aldrin, paintings by Wendell Minor
              • Listen to the Wind: The Story of Dr. Greg & Three Cups of Tea by Greg Mortenson and Susan L. Roth, collages by Susan L. Roth
              • How Do You Feel? by Anthony Browne
              • Reflect and Write: 300 Poems and Photographs to Inspire Writing, compiled by Elizabeth Guy and Hank Kellner
              • A River of Words: The Story of William Carlos Williams by Jen Bryant, illustrations by Melissa Sweet
              • Fearless Writing: Multigenre to Motivate and Inspire by Tom Romano
              • The Arrow Finds Its Mark: A Book of Found Poems, edited by Georgia Heard, illustrations by Antoine GuilloppĂ©
              I hope you'll come back again to see what new poem I've cobbled together. You can find all the poems I've written this month on the Book Spine Poems page

              Monday, April 22, 2024

              NPM 2024 - Book Spine Poem 22

              For National Poetry Month this year, I am perusing my bookshelves and building book spine poems.


              Ten flashing fireflies
              light up the night
              counting the stars
              dark on light
              Small wonders
              flip, float, fly
              a sky full of poems
              signals in the sky

              Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2024. All rights reserved.

              Sources
              • Ten Flashing Fireflies by Philemon Sturges, illustrations by Anna Vojtech
              • Light Up the Night by Jean Reidy, illustrations by Margaret Chodos-Irvine
              • Counting the Stars: The Story of Katherine Johnson, NASA Mathematician by Lesa Cline-Ransome, illustrations by RaĂşl ColĂłn
              • Dark on Light by Dianne White, illustrations by Felicita Sala
              • Small Wonders: Jean-Henri Fabre & His World of Insects by Matthew Clark Smith, illustrations by Giuliano Ferri
              • Flip, Float, Fly: Seeds on the Move by JoAnn Early Macken, illustrations by Pam Paparone
              • A Sky Full of Poems by Eve Merriam, illustrations by Walter Gaffney-Kessell
              • Signals in the Sky by Candice Ransom
              I hope you'll come back again to see what new poem I've cobbled together. You can find all the poems I've written this month on the Book Spine Poems page

              Sunday, April 21, 2024

              NPM 2024 - Book Spine Poem 21

              For National Poetry Month this year, I am perusing my bookshelves and building book spine poems.


              Firefly July

              Marshmallow clouds
              enchanted air
              Yellow umbrella
              one white sail
              Ice cream summer
              lemonade sun
              Summer beat
              see me run!

              Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2024. All rights reserved.

              Sources
              • Firefly July: A Year of Very Short Poems, selected by Paul B. Janeczko, illustrated by Melissa Sweet
              • Marshmallow Clouds: Two Poets at Play Among Figures of Speech by Ted Kooser and Connie Wanek, illustrations by Richard Jones
              • Enchanted Air: Two Cultures, Two Wings: A Memoir by Margarita Engle
              • Yellow Umbrella by Jae Soo Liu
              • One White Sail by S.T. Garne, pictures by Lisa Etre
              • Ice Cream Summer by Peter SĂ­s
              • Lemonade Sun and Other Poems by Rebecca Kai Dotlich, illustrations by Jan Spivey Gilchrist
              • Summer Beat by Besty Franco, illustrations by Charlotte Middleton
              • See Me Run by Paul Meisel
              I hope you'll come back again to see what new poem I've cobbled together. You can find all the poems I've written this month on the Book Spine Poems page

              Saturday, April 20, 2024

              NPM 2024 - Book Spine Poem 20

              For National Poetry Month this year, I am perusing my bookshelves and building book spine poems.


              A Writing Kind of Day

              When rain falls
              Splish! Splash!
              The sky stirs up trouble
              Tap, tap! Boom, boom!
              When thunder comes
              Flash! Crash! Rumble and Roll!
              This is the rain
              Drip! Drop!
              What’s the weather inside?
              Cloudy, with a chance of meatballs.

              Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2024. All rights reserved.

              Sources
              • A Writing Kind of Day: Poems For Young Poets by Ralph Fletcher, illustrations by April Ward
              • When Rain Falls by Melissa Stewart, illustrations by Constance Rummel Bergum
              • Splish Splash by Joan Bransfield Graham, illustrations by Steve Scott
              • The Sky Stirs Up Trouble: Tornadoes by Belinda Jensen, illustrations by Renée Kurilla 
              • Tap Tap Boom Boom by Elizabeth Bluemle, illustrations by G. Brian Karas
              • When Thunder Comes: Poems for Civil Rights Leaders by J. Patrick Lewis, illustrations by Jim Burke, R. Gregory Christie, Tonya Engel, John Parra, Meilo So
              • Flash, Crash, Rumble, and Roll by Franklyn Branley, illustrations by True Kelley
              • This Is the Rain by Lola M. Schaefer, illustrations by Jane Wattenberg 
              • Drip! Drop!: How Water Gets to Your Tap by Barbara Seuling, illustrations by Nancy Tobin 
              • What's the Weather Inside?: Poems by Karma Wilson, illustrations by Barry Blitt 
              • Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs by Judi Barrett, drawn by Ron Barrett
              I hope you'll come back again to see what new poem I've cobbled together. You can find all the poems I've written this month on the Book Spine Poems page

              Progressive Poem is Here!

              Have you been following the progressive poem progress? I hope so! I'm happy to be number 20 in line for this growing tale. My couplet is at the boom and in bold.

              cradled in stars, our planet sleeps,
              clinging to tender dreams of peace
              sister moon watches from afar,
              singing lunar lullabies of hope.

              almost dawn, I walk with others,
              keeping close, my little brother.
              hand in hand, we carry courage
              escaping closer to the border

              My feet are lightning;
              My heart is thunder.
              Our pace draws us closer
              to a new land of wonder.

              I bristle against rough brush—
              poppies ahead brighten the browns.
              Morning light won’t stay away—
              hearts jump at every sound.

              I hum my own little song
              like ripples in a stream
              Humming Mami’s lullaby
              reminds me I have her letter

              My fingers linger on well-worn creases,
              shielding an address, a name, a promise–
              Sister Moon will find always us
              surrounding us with beams of kindness

              But last night as we rested in the dusty field,
              worries crept in about matters back home.
              I huddled close to my brother. Tears revealed
              the no-choice need to escape. I feel grown.

              Leaving all I’ve ever known
              the tender, heavy, harsh of home.
              On to maybes, on to dreams,
              on to whispers we hope could be.

              But I don't want to whisper! I squeeze Manu's hand.
              "¡Más cerca ahora!" Our feet pound the sand.
              We race, we pant, we lean on each other
              I open my canteen and drink gratefully

              Thirst is slaked, but I know we’ll need
              more than water to achieve our dreams.
              Nights pass slowly, but days call for speed
              through the highs and the lows, we live with extremes


              Janet, hosted at Reflections on the Teche has the next couplet!
              For the full schedule of participants, see the list below.

              April 1 Patricia Franz at Reverie
              April 2 Jone MacCulloch
              April 3 Janice Scully at Salt City Verse
              April 4 Leigh Anne Eck at A Day in the Life
              April 5 Irene at Live Your Poem
              April 6 Margaret at Reflections on the Teche
              April 7 Marcie Atkins
              April 8 Ruth at There is no such thing as a God-forsaken town
              April 9 Karen Eastlund
              April 10 Linda Baie at Teacher Dance
              April 11 Buffy Silverman
              April 12 Linda Mitchell at A Word Edgewise
              April 13 Denise Krebs at Dare to Care
              April 14 Carol Varsalona at Beyond Literacy Link
              April 15 Rose Cappelli at Imagine the Possibilities
              April 16 Sarah Grace Tuttle
              April 17 Heidi Mordhorst at my juicy little universe
              April 18 Tabatha at Opposite of Indifference
              April 19 Catherine Flynn at Reading to the Core
              April 20 Tricia Stohr-Hunt at The Miss Rumphius Effect
              April 21 Janet, hosted here at Reflections on the Teche
              April 22 Mary Lee Hahn at A(nother) Year of Reading
              April 23 Tanita Davis at (fiction, instead of lies)
              April 24 Molly Hogan at Nix the Comfort Zone
              April 25 Joanne Emery at Word Dancer
              April 26 Karin Fisher-Golton at Still in Awe
              April 27 Donna Smith at Mainely Write
              April 28 Dave at Leap of Dave
              April 29 Robyn Hood Black at Life on the Deckle Edge
              April 30 Michelle Kogan at More Art for All

              Friday, April 19, 2024

              NPM 2024 - Book Spine Poem 19

              Happy Poetry Friday! For National Poetry Month this year, I am perusing my bookshelves and building book spine poems.


              This is just to say
              poetry matters
              Today and today
              just people and paper, pen, poem
              tiny dreams sprouting tall
              Wonderful words
              falling down the page
              A lucky thing

              Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2024. All rights reserved.

              Sources
              • This is Just to Say by Joyce Sidman, illustrations by Pamela Zagarenski
              • Poetry Matters: Writing a Poem From the Inside Out by Ralph Fletcher 
              • Today and Today, haiku by Issa, pictures by G. Brian Karas
              • Just People and Other Poems for Young Readers & Paper/Pen/Poem: A Young Writer's Way to Begin, poems by Kathi Appelt, photographs by Kenneth Appelt
              • Tiny Dreams Sprounting Tall: Poems About the United States by Laura Purdie Salas
              • Wonderful Words: Poems About Reading, Writing, Speaking, and Listening, selected by Lee Bennett Hopkins, illustrations by Karen Barbour
              • Falling Down the Page: A Book of List Poems, edited by Georgia Heard
              • A Lucky Thing by Alice Schertle, paintings by Wendell Minor
              I hope you'll come back again to see what new poem I've cobbled together. You can find all the poems I've written this month on the Book Spine Poems page

              This week, Poetry Friday is hosted by Heidi Mordhorst at my juicy little universe. I hope you'll take some time to check out all things poetic being shared today.

              Thursday, April 18, 2024

              NPM 2024 - Book Spine Poem 18

              For National Poetry Month this year, I am perusing my bookshelves and building book spine poems.


              Subway sparrow
              city hawk
              honk, honk, goose
              bird talk

              Chatter, sing, roar, buzz
              song of the wild
              where I live 

              Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2024. All rights reserved.

              Sources
              • Subway Sparrow by Leyla Torres
              • City Hawk: The Story of Pale Male by Meghan McCarthy
              • Honk, Honk, Goose!: Canada Geese Start a Family by April Pulley Sayre, illustrations by Huy Voun Lee
              • Bird Talk: What Birds Are Saying and Why by Lita Judge
              • Chatter, Sing, Roar, Buzz: Poems About the Rain Forest by Laura Purdie Salas
              • Song of the Wild: A First Book of Animals by Nicola Davies, illustrations by Petr Horacek 
              • Where I Live by Eileen Spinelli, illustrations by Matt Phelan
              I hope you'll come back again to see what new poem I've cobbled together. You can find all the poems I've written this month on the Book Spine Poems page