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A book is a magical thing. It can take you to places you have never been— tropical islands, outer space, foreign lands— all from the safety and comfort of your own bedroom. The picture books we discover as children and the novels we read as young adults tend to stay with us and hold a very special place in our hearts.



My sister-in-law Delle and I were chatting the other day about our favorite childhood books. Hers was The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett, and mine was Island of the Blue Dolphins by Scott O'Dell.



There was something about "Island of the Blue Dolphins" that I loved—the island setting, a young girl (probably my age) stranded there alone for a number of years, and the fact that it was based on a true story. You can read more about the real story here. This is a brief video that shares more about Karana- the lone woman of Nicholas Island.




Have you ever been fully absorbed into a book

and feel like you are there?


I tried to describe this feeling in the poem below. If I am really enjoying a novel, it is so hard for me to put the bookmark in place, close the book, and walk away. I imagine the characters frozen in time, exactly where I left them—each of them hoping I will pass by the couch again, pick up the book, and set them free. This closeness with a character is such a gift. When the lasyt page is turned, I want to feel sad that I need to leave them behind.




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For Poetry Friday this week, I chose the color:


  • Blue


I thought a list poem would be a good approach for this poem.

Here is a little about this form, from Poets.org.


"A list poem is a deliberately organized poem containing a list of images or adjectives that build up to describe the poem’s subject matter through an inventory of things.

List poetry, also known as catalog verse, is a widely used form and device, with roots dating back to roughly 100 AD. There is no specific rhyme scheme or meter for writing a list poem, and it often features repetition, particularly anaphora."



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One last thought...

For my husband's birthday, I tracked down a book he had talked about since we were married, An Otter's Story by Emil E. Liers. He remembered is so affectionately from his childhood. There was something special about the otter family's perspective and he had never forgotten about it. When he opened the birthday present last week, the expression on his face was priceless. That little boy, curled up on his bed reading way past "lights out," came back for an instant. But best of all, the last few days, he has been reading it nonstop and rediscovering the magic he felt as a child. Books can do that.


My husband Scott, connecting with his inner child again.



What is your favorite childhood book?

Maybe it would be fun to rediscover it as an adult.


Thank you...

to author and poet, Marcie Flinchum Atkins, for hosting this week's Poetry Friday round-up. Hope you'll stop by to get a delightful taste of some lovely and thoughtful words.



New Book Recommendations:

Be sure to check out these amazing new books by my poetry friends:


  • "When Twilight Comes: Animals and Plants that bring Dawn and Dusk to Life," a picture book by Marcie Flinchum Atkins. Available for pre-order here,

  • "Some Starry Night"a novel by Irene Latham. Available for pre-order here





See you next week!


 
 
 

Happy Spring, everyone! This year, the change in seasons has been a long time coming. But this week I saw little buds starting to form on skinny maple branches—their red color popping against the blue sky. It made me so happy! And then the surprise of a single crocus flower in my snowy backyard inspired this little ditty!



The promise of growth, new life, and the resurrection of plants from their winter beds fills me with hope. Color is about to explode in the coming weeks, announcing spring.


Bring it on!



Thank you to poet Alan J. Wright, who mentioned Petula Clark's song, Colour My World in his comments last week. Such a fun song that takes me back. Crank it up!



In honor of spring, these are the colors I chose this week:


  • Dandelion

  • Wild Strawberry

  • Spring Green



Dandelion

When I saw the name of this golden color, I did some research and was fascinated to learn about the dandelion's history. For gardeners, it is a great companion plant, as its taproot brings up nutrients for shallow-rooting plants. Maybe we should see this little herb in a new light.



Wild Strawberry

"It's the berries!" is a 1920s slang phrase meaning "an event that's highly enjoyable or desirable." The color, Wild Strawberry, reminded me of Kevin Keanne, a cute little blonde fellow who attended my licensed daycare years ago. He disappeared on a field trip to a local U-pick farm and was found with a smear of berries on his face. The cutest thing I ever saw. How could I be mad?




Spring Green

On a walk one spring day, I noticed new baby maple leaves that had just unfurled, hanging wet and limp from the branches. It reminded me of butterflies' wings, which need time to dry and inflate so they can fly. I called the poem, Eclosion, which means "the emergence of an adult insect from a pupa or a larva."



Thank you to Tanita S. Davis for hosting POETRY FRIDAY Round-up on her blog SO MANY BOOKS, SO LITTLE TIME this week. Be sure to stop by to check out the other poetry links. Tanita has a powerful video about the power of poetic words in songs. Seeing people coming together in peace to sing of a better way moved me so. Spring is a time of new life, new beginnings and hopefulness. Let's "Hold On" and sing our way to love and peace.




Happy Spring Everyone!







 
 
 

After dealing with over 24" of snow the past week or so, a lovely warm front blew in. After a couple of 70-degree days, the ice dams have finally melted off my roof. There is even some green-ish grass showing through now. I couldn't be happier.


This week's poems were an eclectic bunch, but very fun to write. Bet you can't guess my color inspiration for this week...


Yep! It's Green!



Saint Patrick, is the patron saint of Ireland, and has been celebrated by Catholics and other Christians worldwide for over 1000 years. St. Patty's Day was originally marked by prayer, Mass, and feasting, and has evolved into a celebration of the saint himself, Ireland, and Irish heritage and culture. And the yummy foods? Ahhhh.... I sure love me a boiled dinner— corned beef, cabbage, Irish soda bread, and shepherd’s pie. The best comfort food.


Today's Colors are:


  • Shamrock Green

  • Magic Mint

  • Emerald



Shamrock Green

When your grandchildren are very young, you can sometimes get away with things, but once they turn 9, all bets are off. This true story happened a year ago, when my then-8-year-old granddaughter stayed for a sleepover. The resulting discovery reminded me of the day my kids found out about Santa.




Magic Mint

The summer cocktail, "The Pimms Cup," originated in Britain— that's close to Ireland... Right? Mint is a huge component of the flavor experience. When I saw the name MAGIC MINT, I thought of my son's garden. He planted a bit of mint to have on hand for their summer Pimm's cocktails, and it took over the yard. They have enough mint now for a whole town full of drinks!


For my MAGIC MINT poem, I decided to try a CINQUAIN. Cinquains do not need to rhyme, but you can include rhymes if you want to.

They are five lines long:

  • 2 syllables in the first line,

  • 4 in the second,

  • 6 in the third,

  • 8 in the fourth line,

  • and 2 in the last line.



Here's a little bit about the Pimm's Cup drink my daughter-in-law loves to serve to guests, in case you're curious.


Pimms cup cocktail


Emerald

I was intrigued by the green colors of the Cliffs of Moher and, with a little scouting, came upon a site that discussed Irish folklore. The tale of the Merrow (Mermaid) who loses her cochaillín draíochta (magical cap) and her desperate longing to return to the sea caught my eye. My poem for EMERALD tells the tale of the fisherman who loved his Merro and built a life on land with her, only to lose her again to the sea.



You can read more here.


Thank you to Linda Baie at Teacher Dance for hosting today's Poetry Friday Round-up. You can find links to all sorts of lovely poetry there. Serve yourself up a big heaping helping!

Till Next week!







 
 
 

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