My daughter Emma and I signed up for a progressive poem this month and then clean forgot about it with all the revelry brought by my 25th wedding anniversary yesterday. On my 15 minute break from work I am catching up hers for April 11th and will have mine early this afternoon.
A progressive poem is a poem where different poets contribute one line at a time. Here is what we have so far including my contribution for Emma at the last line:
Suddenly everything fell into place
like raindrops hitting soil and sinking in
When morning first poked me, I'd wished it away
my mind in the midst, muddled, confused
Was this a dream, or reality rousing my response?
The sun surged, urging me to join in it's rising.
Rising like a crystal ball reflecting on morning dew.
I jumped out of bed, ready to explore the day
My feet pull me outside and into the garden
Where lillies and bees weave ... but wait what's that?
A bevy of bunnies jart and dart and play in the clover.
I'll be back later today for my line in the poem.
1 comment:
Happy Anniversary, Dave. I thought about Emma's line before it was written. I hoped bunnies would jump into the poem. I look forward to your next line.
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