It's been a heated summer week so it is time to cool off and end the night indulging in poetic goodness. This week the Poetry Friday host is a remarkable librarian poet, Linda Mitchell who loves to play with words and the collage process. She is ready for readers to spark some original poems from her selection of her old clunky words, lines, or stanza. I decided to dabble in her process to create something new from words that may not have seemed right to her at the time. and be creative in the process.
catch
a
falling
word
hold onto it
tuck it away
in earth's
deep pocket
grow it
from seed
when ready
let it soar into a
universe of thought
on a summer day
©CVarsalona, 2023
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Minute Sips of Time Together
tea time memories flash through my mind
remembering
sipping
slowly
talking
remembering
breakfast
on
Sundays
remembering
tea time memories flash through my mind
©CVarsalona, 2023
☔
Rain Day's Magic Words
On this rain day
through teary eyes I see
your soft hands pray
your rocking chair sway
your cup of favorite tea
On the brink of summer
you passed into the dark night
became heaven's newcomer
full of creative wonder
with certainly no fright
On this day of torrential rain
I remember your swelling feet
I feel your lasting pain
of which you never complained
in heaven you are complete
©CVarsalona, 2023
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POETRY NEWS
The amazing children's author and poet, Irene Latham, sent me some small cards and an Apollo XVII badge (above) as a thank-you for being a moon-buddy. I was surprised and touched. As a moon-buddy, I am enjoying reading Irene's soon-to- make its debut on August 8th. I am delighted to offer a book review of her fascinating book, The Museum on the Moon. Stay tuned for the release of my book review on Irene's latest book.
I bid everyone good night as I prepare for bedtime.
Please ready yourself for the poetic goodness of Linda Mitchell
as she hosts Poetry Friday today. Click here.
Carol, thank you so much for sharing your word poems...and about MOON! I love being moon buddies with you. And I love the title/phrase "Catch a falling word." So many possibilities there! xo
ReplyDeleteIrene, as I was writing this week, I could not catch a falling word so I kept revising & refining until I decided to scrap the original ideas and start fresh. Writing is not all smooth sailing but it is a wonderful experience.
DeleteWow! Look what you did with falling word...just beautiful. I haven't shined up any clunkers well enough to share yet. But, I'm so impressed with how others have done. And, hooray for moon fun. I love your poem to a loved one in heaven. I'm missing folks too. Poetry helps build a bridge.
ReplyDeleteSomedays thoughts of those we love float through the veil and hopefully to our loved ones. It is good to have a poetic reminder. Thank you, Linda, for your comments about the clunker poems that originated with your thoughts. I hope my clunkers arrived to you. I think I may have emailed them.
DeleteSo touching! Rainy Day's Magic Words remind me of a special person in my life. Thank you for sharing!
ReplyDeleteTracey, in this case Rain Day's Magid Words, I recognized the deep feelings for my Mother. My children adored her and the children in the neighborhood called her Grandma Kay.
DeleteShe sounds like an amazing person! Loved by many!
DeleteI really, really love "catch a falling word." And the tribute poem--heartbreaking and beautiful.
ReplyDeleteMarcie, the cycle of life brings both joy and sorrow. May summer continue to bring you jubilation as you visit nature's beautiful spots.
DeleteCarol, I love your skinny -- the reverberation of "remembering" felt deeply in me. And then to follow it with your "Rainy Day Magic Words" was a salve. Thank you.
ReplyDeletePatricia, those poems were written as if I was talking to my mother who passed away in 2009. She was a wonderful mother and grandmother who would have loved to hold her 3 little great-grandgirls. it is amazing at what a rain day can do with thoughts if we just settle in and "be". Have a wonderful week.
DeleteCarol, I love your poems, news of Irene's new book, and the beautiful Chinese ode!
ReplyDeleteThis Anonymous is me, Joyce!
DeleteJoyce, thank you for stopping by and commenting. I tried to access the urls provided but I had a difficult time reaching your website until I tracked it down myself. I think both of your books, Feathers & Trumpets and Food for All Our Tomorrow, sound fascinating.
DeleteCarol, I love the idea of planting fallen words as seeds--so clever!
ReplyDeleteAnastasia, may the growth of seeds of thought continue to spark our imagination.
DeleteI love that idea of catching the word, planting it as a seed, releasing it again when ready.
ReplyDeleteDiane, I am sorry that I arrived to your comment and your blog post so late but I was chairing a kid fest at our community this weekend. Thanks for joining me here. I hope you catch lots of words and plant them in your garden.
DeleteI think you did a remarkable job with the clunker's, Carol. I especially love "catch a falling word" and imagining it deep in earth's pocket, then planted like a seed. Thank you also for sharing your special memories.
ReplyDeleteRose, words always bring me to the wonders of life and living.
DeleteYou really made magic out of that clunker, Carol!
ReplyDeleteLaurie, I have strong memories of my Mother who seems to weave in and out of my dreams lately. Writing the two last poems were for here. Thanks for commenting. I am sorry that it took so long to write this response.
DeleteI'm looking to catch more of those "falling words," I love how you "tuck it away
ReplyDeletein earth's
deep pocket"
And your "Rain Day's Magic Words" feels very heartfelt, thanks for all Carol.
Michelle, I appreciate that you took time from your busy schedule to write a comment. Enjoy your art classes and students this summer.
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