April - Poetry Month - Day Ten - Random Visitor Plus the Progressive Poem Continues

   It's April, Poetry Month, Day Ten Plus the Progressive Poem continues!

        The bookmark, on top of the picture above, came into the bookstore at the end of March. Often people do donate books and leave 'treasures' in them. This time, it became my own treasure and I knew what I would do for April's poetry, write about found treasures, perhaps find new places to look? Happy April!

Plus! Check each day for the added line to the Progressive Poem, created by Irene Latham, now hosted by Margaret Simon! The link is to the right!  

And it's my day today! It feels as if this year we're walking along with other great writers, too. Irene started us with a line from The Imaginaries, and away we flew on our 2022 adventure.

  

 

Where they were going, there were no maps.  – Irene  (The Imaginaries)

Sorry! I don’t want any adventures, thank you. Not Today – Donna (The Hobbit)

Take the adventure, heed the call, now ere the irrevocable moment passes! -  

                                                                     Catherine F. (The Wind in The Willows)

We have to go back. I forgot something. Mary Lee (Walk Two Moons)

 

But it’s spring, and the world is puddle-wonderful, so we’ll whistle and dance and set off on our way.  Buffy Silverman (a bit from e.e. cummings)

Come with me, and you’ll be in a land of pure imagination. Linda Mitchell (Charlie and the Chocolate Factory)

Wherever you go, take your hopes, pack your dreams, and never forget – it is on our journeys that discoveries are made.  Kim Johnson (from Maybe by Kobi Yamada)

And then it was time for singing. Rose Cappelli (Sarah, Plain and Tall)

Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain, paint with all the colors of the wind, freewheeling through an endless diamond sky? Carol Varsalona (Disney Songs)

            After today, we are a third of a way through. It feels as if it's time for a turning, thus I took some words from a favorite book by Byrd Baylor, whose words have made me think of wonders in the world every time I read them. This time, the book is The Other Way to Listen. I changed the words to reflect a group rather than one person. 

My line:  "Suddenly, they stopped and realized they weren’t the only ones singing."

          

 

Here's the full list of those writing.  Carry on, Janet!

 1 April 1 Irene at Live Your Poem

   2 Donna Smith at Mainly Write
3 Catherine Flynn at Reading to the Core
4 Mary Lee at A(nother) Year of Reading
5 Buffy at Buffy Silverman
6 Molly at Nix the Comfort Zone   (Linda Mitchell subbed)
7 Kim Johnson at Common Threads
8 Rose Cappelli at Imagine the Possibilities
9 Carol Varsalona at Beyond Literacy Link
10 Linda Baie at Teacher Dance
11 Janet Fagel at Reflections on the Teche
12 Jone at Jone Rush MacCulloch
13 Karin Fisher-Golton at Still in Awe
14 Denise Krebs at Dare to Care
15 Carol Labuzzetta @ The Apples in my Orchard
16 Heidi Mordhorst at My Juicy Little Universe
17 Ruth at There is no such thing as a God-forsaken Town
18 Patricia at Reverie
19 Christie at Wondering and Wandering
20 Robyn Hood Black at Life on the Deckle Edge
21 Kevin at Dog Trax
22 Margaret at Reflections on the Teche
23 Leigh Anne at A Day in the Life
24 Marcie Atkins
25 Marilyn Garcia
26 JoAnn Early Macken
27 Janice at Salt City Verse
28 Tabatha at The Opposite of Indifference
29 Karen Eastlund at Karen’s Got a Blog
30 Michelle Kogan Painting, Illustration, & Writing

           My own poem for a treasure comes from a serendipitous event out my window a few days ago. It wasn't as windy as the past week has been, but out my window, across the green space, traveled a purple balloon, no one in sight, only that purplish delight coming toward my yard. It swooped up, around the fence, caught in bushes in the outer garden. Another breeze took it high and across the street, nestling again, then up and away. 

                                                   my own imaginaries

                                                 a treasured moment

                                                 a purple beacon for a smile

                                                 "I'll settle here," it seemed to say

                                                  "for you a little while

                                                   now time for goodbyes

                                                   to give delight in another place

                                                                               my random race"   

                                                                Linda Baie ©