Today, I woke to a chilly day. Tiptoeing my way to the bathroom, I felt the cold tiles under my feet, heard my husband asking for the quilt to hug around his shoulders. As I looked out the window, I saw trees dancing and heard the wind howling. It was a cold-smacking day, a descriptive backdrop for a sensory poem at Michelle H. Barnes' Ditty Challenge created by Buffy Silverman, the author of a new children's book, On a Snow-Melting Day.
On a Cold-Smacking Day
Loud morning sounds filter in
orchestrating a wake-up tune
"Let this sun-shining day begin."
Sounds surround as birds croon.
Winter dances its syncopating step,
digging a fast tree-swaying,
blustery, wind-yowling rep.
Spring interjects on this cold-smacking,
winter-dancing, February morn.
Winter, can I please send you packing?
Answer, a brand-new thought is born!
"...only when one comes to listen, only when one is aware and still, can things be seen and heard." -Sigurd F. Olson
I'm heading to the theater but will leave this post for the Poetry Friday Round-up at our host, Karen Edmisten's blog. Last week, she shared a different approach to creating a black-out poem. You can find that format here.