Category Archives: Poetry Friday

Poetry Friday: Just One

A few months ago I was gifted a pack of sunflower seeds from a clothing store of the same name (Sunflowers). I thought how wonderful to have a small crop of sunflowers in the garden, so I threw a handful … Continue reading

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Poetry Friday: Where Do Poems Hide?

I’ve been rereading Writing Toward Home by Georgia Heard and came across “Valentine for Ernest Mann,” a poem by Naomi Shihab Nye. Here’s an excerpt: “…poems hide. In the bottoms of our shoes,they are sleeping. They are the shadowsdrifting across … Continue reading

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Poetry Friday: Not Yet

This morning I woke unsure about what day it was. When I was teaching full time, I often woke on the less structured days of summer unsure about the day. Now I have no excuse. I was delighted to remember … Continue reading

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Poetry Friday: The Garden Cafe

I love to watch the birds come to the feeder. Some eat and run, others seem to linger awhile. It sometimes reminds me of friends gathering for a bite to eat to catch up on all the latest news. When … Continue reading

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Poetry Friday: Rain

The storm started just as I sat down to think about writing something for Poetry Friday. A few drops, then harder and harder. Rainstorms often remind me of Listen to the Rain by Bill Martin Jr. and John Archambault with … Continue reading

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