NPM19 - #30 - Wending My Way To May

   My kind of goodbye. . .

Tabatha Yeatts has created a link to poems teachers and librarians can print for poetry month, titled "Poetry in The Halls". I'm grateful to be one of the poets!

Jama Rattigan has a post HERE with many poets' goals for April.

The Progressive Poem schedule can be found on the right. And you must check out the final post HERE by Donna Smith. She has created out of the words already written and she has set the poem to song, singing along with her ukelele! It's wonderful!

       

 

Wending My Way To May

After 29 days,

I think I’ve digested

a wordy routine.

I crunched granola before sun up,

walked through my tree-strewn streets

at sunrise,

nature’s wake-up writing call,

tweeting with the birds,

and entered that dusky dawn.

Time for coffee;

time to open the laptop.

Who had already posted?

Is mine ready?

Do a final check - enough, 

it has to be enough.

Yes! I wrote another day,

now time to read THE line from

Irene’s Progressive Poem,

THE next act of Amy’s story,

Ruth’s tabs, Cheriee’s stories,

Irene’s and Diane’s ekphrastic responses:

two for breakfast, the rest mid-morning,

others throughout the day,
(Margaret, Carol, Mary Lee, and on).

The week whips by - 

readers on Monday, Jama on Tuesday,

Alyson on Wednesday,

Poetry Friday!

Life’s blurry between words.

Grand-girls two days, bookstore two days,

settle into other chores:

dust, vacuum, read (review), 

phone calls? neighbor visits?

Scraps saved for the compost pile,

porch swept, groceries. . .

No time to be down in the dumps.

I was a teacher once, I know the drill.

 I taught poetry, too. I’m grateful my advice

to students helped me every day. 

Pencil

to paper, 

write.

Linda Baie ©