The years have passed quickly between newborn wonder and three-years of age. When I saw photos of my little granddaughter rock climbing (one of her favorite outings) with the T-shirt label, Young, Wild, & Three, I knew that line captured her spirit. So, inspired by these photos and a T-shirt, I took my digital pen in hand and created an after-birthday poem.
With purple being Sierra's favorite color and lilacs a flower that brings me back to my own childhood, I created a golden shovel poem using poet Amy Lowell's poem, Lilacs, and the strike line, "You are the smell of all Summers." If you read downward from the first line end word, you will see the strike line emerge.
I see you
as you are
laughing in the
woods, whiffing the smell
of pine, searching for wonders of
delight. There is a warm touch of love in all
your smiles and hugs. I long for our endless summers.
It's the Poetry Friday Roundup at Tricia Stohr Hunt's Miss Rumphius Effect blog,
so join me as I share my tribute to Sierra there.
Note to Kathryn Apel, poet:
While I initially chose Amy Lowell's poem for your #PoetryPepUp Day 5 Challenge, I struggled to create a golden shovel poem from one of her beautiful but challenging lines. It is still in the apple polishing phase. When I reread the poem and found the strike line above and paired them with the Google Photos in Sierra's album, I was energized to create a photo collage poem.)