Now my fridge is a poetry workshop. Folks come from all corners of the house to compose their thoughts. Sadly, two of LittleLa's inventions were lost the other day in an incident involving a broken solenoid and an impromptu waterfall. So I am recording the family's poetry here to prevent further losses. These are from all five of us, and I mostly cannot remember who wrote what. The poems are all lower-case without punctuation because they are magnetic poems. :)
she is a summer night
thrive
imagine
dream
savoring the universe through garlic butter
make like a free-range chicken and wander
peace
through
sweet
moist
shade
behold
a season
for the elephant
thick with memory
kiss that magic monkey ghost
a woman at home eats prosciutto
sings of sausage
shares vegetables
morning music
prairie born
lonely murmur
cloud
blossom
soul
flower
star
follow me
my brother
together
we will ride
every noble horse
silly vinaigrette
bloomed in spring
fly
live
love
wish
laugh
listen
a bug
strange with sacred life
falls through tendrils of fragrant grass
withered in winter's wild frost
a tiny animal soul becomes cold and quiet
its cycle made full
be as pure rain in summer
Updated to add one I missed and one new poem:
then they walked around it
and followed in passion this tomato
Updated to add one I missed and one new poem:
then they walked around it
and followed in passion this tomato
but between that wind and I
there is only sunlight
and clear bright sky
1 comment:
wonderful! This makes me joyful.
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