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2012
KidLit Progressive Poem: watch a poem grow day-by-day as it travels across
the Kidlitosphere! April 1-30
If
you are reading this
you must be hungry
Kick off your silver slippers
Come sit with us a spell
you must be hungry
Kick off your silver slippers
Come sit with us a spell
A
hanky, here, now dry your tears
And fill your glass with wine
Now, pour. The parchment has secrets
Smells of a Moroccan market spill out.
And fill your glass with wine
Now, pour. The parchment has secrets
Smells of a Moroccan market spill out.
You
have come to the right place, just breathe in.
Honey, mint, cinnamon, sorrow. Now, breathe out
last week’s dreams. Take a wish from the jar.
Inside, deep inside, is the answer…
Honey, mint, cinnamon, sorrow. Now, breathe out
last week’s dreams. Take a wish from the jar.
Inside, deep inside, is the answer…
Unfold
it, and let us riddle it together,
…Strains
of a waltz. How do frozen fingers play?
How do fennel, ginger, saffron blend in the tagine?
Like broken strangers bound by time, they sisterdance…
their veils of sorrow encircle, embrace.
How do fennel, ginger, saffron blend in the tagine?
Like broken strangers bound by time, they sisterdance…
their veils of sorrow encircle, embrace.
Feed
your heart with waltzes and spices.
Feed your soul with wine and dreams.
Humble dust of coriander scents your feet, coaxing
Feed your soul with wine and dreams.
Humble dust of coriander scents your feet, coaxing
seascapes, crystal sighs and
moonshine from your melody
Beware of dangers along the path of truth
On to Miranda... hope I didn't mess you up too bad.
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8 comments:
Ooh, "Beware" is always a good thing! You don't give yourself enough credit, my friend. Thanks so much for your contribution. Love the addition of big bad "truth" in there. Will be interesting to see what happens next!
I'm not a poet, fellow Swagger Gina Gort is, but I've been sporadically following along and I love the way this poem is growing. The images, tastes, and feelings these strings of words leave me with are truly amazing considering the disparate sources. Great job, everyone!
Nicely done, Pat - injecting some tension at this point in the poetic tale is perfect timing. Then again, you're a no-nonsense kinda gal (a creative one at that!). ;0)
Wow-another turning. I would say your poetry muse visited this time! Since I have the day after tomorrow, you've really started my thinking now. Great line to change the tone of the poem.
I was sweating bullets before I pushed publish.... I don't know about poetry muse visiting because I could have written a chapter or two with the time it took for me to be happy with this one line...
"Beware of dangers" makes a very nice contrast with the seascapes and crystal moonshine, harking back to the sorrow and tears of before. A fine addition!
Oooh! Nice twist, Pat. The wheels are spinning...Can't wait to decide what's next.
Love it! We can't let things get too comfortable...Beware!
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