Linger on a Lived Moment

 

Winnie in Her New Fort

Photo by Amy LV

Students - Winnie is one funny cat! Yesterday I watched her leap into this big heater box, pleased as punch. She loves boxes, as do many cats, and today I thought I would just tell the story of her an her newest favorite box.

You will notice that there is little punctuation in this poem - no end punctuation until the end. This gives the poem a bit of a breathless feeling, and I am not exactly sure why, but I wanted the poem to feel just rambly with the repeated word and and such little punctuation.

Today's poem simply tells something that truly happened in my life. I just lingered on it, seeing it from Winnie's (huge sunflower) eyes and letting the words fall all over themselves.

What is one small experience you might linger on? Something small you might tell in a poem? Will you tell it from your eyes or from the eyes of another? Will you repeat lines as you linger, repeat lines as I did?

We have many grand decisions to make as writers. Let's enjoy them all, be thankful for the moments and the ability to write and photograph and draw them. Here at November's end, I am, as always, thankful for you and for this community. And at this very moment, I am also thankful for Winnie's best friend Tuck who is lying and purring here on my desk!

My Writing Pal Tuck

Photo by Amy LV

Carol is hosting today's Poetry Friday roundup at Beyond Literacy Link with a gorgeous gallery full of autumn poetry and images . Please know that all are welcome each Friday as folks share poems, poem books, poetry ideas, and friendship.

xo,

Amy

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Warm Drink - Breathlessness & Wonder

A Cup of Moon

by Amy LV

 

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Students - Today's poem came from some play in my notebook.  I love the look of sunlight and moonbeams, the feel of how light through a window can change a whole room.  Yesterday, January 1st, our living room was full of sunlight made even brighter by twinkling piles of snow outside.  When I began writing in my little book last night, light filled my mind. I imagined a few things: braiding my hair with moonbeams, listening to the moon share a New Year's resolution, and finally drinking moonlight from a cup.  

You'll notice that this poem includes the word and over and over again, something I usually try to avoid.  Why did I include it so many times here? Well, for the same reason that this poem is just one long sentence...I wanted to have a feeling of breathlessness.  Wouldn't you feel breathless if you drank a cup of moonlight?  What other imaginary impossibilities might make you want to talk so quickly that you'd forget to speak with punctuation?

Breathlessness and wonder are two storehouses from which you can welcome many many poems.  And this year, in 2013, I wish you much of both...lots of breathlessness and many winks of wonder.

This year I resolve to write more poems...but I have not yet decided how many of them will show up here on The Poem Farm.  Part of my resolution includes working to submit more manuscripts with the hope they will turn into real paper books.  This may mean that I will post a bit less...it may not.  

Don't miss the CYBILS POETRY BOOK FINALISTS and the POETRY NERDIES for 2012!  The beginning of a new year is a fantastic time to catch up on poem books...

Happy 2013!

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