Welcome to the Kidlit Progressive Poem that was originally created by Irene Latham and is now organized by Margaret Simon. I have participated in this collaborative poem since 2016.
This year Mary Lee Hahn kicked off the Progressive Poem with a request to "Write me a story that ends with sudden clarity." Now, mid-story, I received the poem that adds a twist to the story from Linda Baie. I debated throughout the day on how I should continue the poem and finally decided on adding a bit of whimsy with a touch of reality.
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 mist, muddled, confused.
Was this a dream or reality, rousing my response?
The sun surged, urging me to join in its 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 lilies and bees weave...but wait! What's that?
A bevy of bunnies jart and dart and play in the clover.
A dog barks and flash, the bunderstorm is over.
I breathe-brave, quiet. Like a seed,
as the day, foretold in my dream, ventured upon me.
Sunbeams guided me to the gate overgrown with wisteria
where I spotted the note tied to the gate. (Linda Baie's line)
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My Line:
As I reached the gnarled gate, pollen floated like fairy dust into my face. Aaah Choo!
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I pass the poem to Marcie Atkins. Will she reveal the note or not?
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A momentary obstacle? This is fun, Carol.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Janice. I absolutely wanted an interesting happening for the narrator to deal with before the dream incident is revealed.
DeleteHa ha! The mystery continues. Love the intrigue, Carol!
ReplyDeleteLinda, I am so glad that you added a wonderful twist to the Progressive Poem. I spent a great deal of time thinking about what to write. I can't wait to read Marcie's line.
DeleteHa! What a great addition Carol! I'm intrigued to see where Marcie will take this now. You've created some suspense! Thanks!
ReplyDeleteCarol, thanks for dropping in. I appreciate your response. I am glad that you feel my line created some suspense as I hoped it would.
DeleteI love the idea of pollen as fairy dust. It is the dust of some mischievous fairies!
ReplyDeleteKaren, thanks for the comment. Pollen is really bothering me now and my granddaughters have a beautiful fairy garden in their amazing backyard so both thoughts were on my mind when I planned the line.
DeleteAnd the mystery remains...
ReplyDeleteJust momentarily because I hoped Marcie would write the note and she did.
DeleteCarol, thanks for this! The fairy dust makes me wonder if it has anything to do with the note and future...
ReplyDeleteThe gnarled gate and the pollen--very atmospheric!
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by. I have a hard time catching my breath this week while juggling NPM, My Springsations Gallery, Day 17, and personal commitments. It is always good to hear from you, Heidi.
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