Monday, April 23, 2018

Kidlitosphere Progressive Poem!

If you are looking for Poem #23 
of One Subject 30 Ways,
visit HERE.


Welcome, friends, to the 7th annual Kidlitosphere Progressive Poem. Each year our poetfriend Irene Latham (do not miss her April Poetry Project) brings folks together for a potluck poem where in time, everyone who wishes brings a line to share.

When I read Liz Steinglass's opening line this year, I was ready to follow the adventure.  I love seeds and nestled things and the word cozy. And since I live near Buffalo, NY, where our last bits of snow melted just today, I am excited for green and growing.  

Reading Tabatha's line yesterday, thinking about how Jas is now writing a poem, and we're on our way to a party for Lee, I wanted to bring Lee back into the poem....and what better thing than to bring wordgifts to someone we love?

Enjoy!


Nestled in her cozy bed, a seed stretched. 

Oh, what wonderful dreams she had! 

Blooming in midnight moonlight, dancing with 

the pulse of a thousand stars, sweet Jasmine 

invented a game. 

"Moon?" she called across warm honeyed air. 

"I'm sad you're alone; come join Owl and me. 

We're feasting on stardrops, we'll share them with you." 

"Come find me," Moon called, hiding behind a cloud. 

Secure in gentle talons' embrace, Jasmine rose 

and set. She split, twining up Owl's toes, pale 

moonbeams sliding in between, Whoosh, Jasmine goes. 

Owl flew Jasmine between clouds and moon to Lee's party! 

Moon, that wily bright balloon, was NOT alone. 

                                                       Jas grinned,
                                                                
                                                               stretched,
                                                                          
                                                                     reached, 
                                                                             
                                                                           wrapped 
                                                                               
                                                                          a new, 
                                                      
                                                   around          tender
                                                              rootlet 

a trellis Sky held out to her, made of braided wind and song. 

Her green melody line twisted and clung. 

Because she was twining poet's jasmine, she 

wiggled a wink back at Moon, and began her poem. 

Her whispered words floated on a puff of wind, 

filled with light and starsong. "Revelers, lean in – 

let's add to this merriment a game that grows 

wordgifts for Lee. He's a man who knows


And now, I leave Jas's poem in the hands of the capable Mary Lee Hahn (do not miss her April poetry project), a gift of a teacher who also knows tons about words and gifting them to others.

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To follow the poem day-by-day, please see below!

April




4 Michelle at Today's Little Ditty

5 Jan at bookseedstudio

6 Irene at Live Your Poem

7 Linda at TeacherDance

8 Janet F. at Live Your Poem



11 Brenda at Friendly Fairy Tales

12 Carol at Beyond LiteracyLink

13 Linda at A Word Edgewise


15 Donna at Mainely Write

16 Sarah at Sarah Grace Tuttle


18 Christie at Wondering and Wandering

19 Michelle at Michelle Kogan

20 Linda at Write Time



23 Amy at The Poem Farm

24 Mary Lee at A Year of Reading


26 Renee at No Water River

27 Buffy at Buffy's Blog

28 Kat at Kat's Whiskers

29 April at Teaching Authors

30 Doraine at Dori Reads

If you are looking for Poem #23 of One Subject 30 Ways, you will find it HERE.

Please share a comment below if you wish.

10 comments:

  1. Oh, I love it! This poem has been so fun to watch grow....it really does seem like a quick growing vine to me. Lovely line, Amy. Thanks for showing the whole poem.

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  2. It's lovely to bring the "word master" back into this adventure in the sky, Amy. It's feeling very like another party!

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  3. Lovely wordgifts! And to bring them back to Lee... brava! xo

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  4. Perfect. Wordgifts for Lee. He's a man who knows....the poem's the thing, in fact it can be everything.....can't wait to hear the rest.
    Janet Clare F.

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  5. I just saw Mary Lee's post and thought, Yikes, I haven't even read the line for Monday. So I backtracked and showed up here first. What fun! I can't wait to see what wordgifts Mary Lee dreams up. And I love that Jasmine's poem is rhyming (at least for now).

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  6. "wordgifts" that's special! Wonder where it will go…

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  7. (Clap clap clap...) Well done. I was hoping a rhyme might appear in this line! :0)

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  8. Oh, after your comment to Tabatha and Elena, I was expecting stardrops, but I'm so very happy that you swung it back around so that Lee (once surprisingly introduced) could actually enjoy his own bash! And it was perfect timing for a rhyme. Roll on Mary Lee! (says me, scrambling to catch up after a hard week. Please know that I will be taking part in your Poems Are Teachers challenge sometime in the near future. It's a brilliant, brilliant stretching exercise. Hope the book is selling like hotcakes!)

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  9. This line!
    Groovy to be partying with Lee some more. What does he know???? luv *wordgifts*. Amy your words are always appreciated gifts.

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  10. A rhyme and a wordgifts for Lee-great. I wonder what the next line will be.

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