Find more poetry at the Poetry Friday Roundup hosted my Renee LaTulippe at No Water River.
Created in response to this quote at Acadiana Wordlab on February 1st:
My hand holds the pen,
glides over this fresh new page
like an ice skater on a newly frozen pond.
Why not fly? If your words have wings,
then climb on. Why not dream?
If your dreams incite
your imagination. In this room,
we are given wings,
genius wings of fire and ice.
Words will burn your eyes, make you cry;
Words will fill your diaphragm
make you laugh–guffaw even.
I could wear a red dress and black heels,
but that is not me. I am not a wild cardinal.
I am a steady robin, blending in with the earth
helping you notice the coming of spring.
Let’s come together,
build a genius-poetic-artist sculpture,
a structure that moves together,
opens up a symphony of sound.
–Margaret Simon, all rights reserved
Please visit Laura Shovan’s site, Author Amok. This month she is posting color prompts for writing poems and inviting poets to play. I have a few featured and am feeling quite inspired.
Love this piece, Margaret! Drawing on your inspiration 🙂
This stanza reminded me of today’s color, Jazzy, Margaret:
I could wear a red dress and black heels,
but that is not me. I am not a wild cardinal.
I am a steady robin, blending in with the earth
helping you notice the coming of spring.
“Helping you notice” could be a poet’s job description, right?
Thanks. I am struggling with jazzy as I was attempting a rhyming pattern. One of the improv actresses was wearing a great red dress. I wanted to be her. But the word lab is all about embracing who you really are.
Truly this is inspiring. I love our cool project and all of the creatives who are part of it. Thank you, Margaret for your bravery and trust.
Bravery and trust come from the wind beneath my wings, you.
Why not fly? If your words have wings,
then climb on. Why not dream?
These two lines are winners! Brava, Margaret!
So many lovely lines in this, Margaret. I especially love the stanza Laura pointed out:
I could wear a red dress and black heels,
but that is not me. I am not a wild cardinal.
I am a steady robin, blending in with the earth
helping you notice the coming of spring.
It has been a lovely week of writing, hasn’t it, Margaret. I love what you did this time, too, “a structure that moves together, opens up a symphony of sound.” This reminds me of what is possible, if we all work together.
Whoa. Nice poem, Margaret (OF COURSE), but what I’m marvelling at is the Acadiana Wordlab. I want a place to go every Saturday to respond to presentations in a drafting workshop! You are lucky in Louisiana.
I love the image of your pen skating over a fresh page! And a wordlab! LOVE!
Lovely, Margaret, especially the lines:
“Words will burn your eyes, make you cry;
Words will fill your diaphragm
make you laugh–guffaw even.”
Thank you for reminding us of the power of words. =)
Like people before me, I was struck by “I am a steady robin, blending in with the earth/helping you notice the coming of spring.” Maybe there are a number of us robins?
Love this: If your words have wings,
then climb on. Why not dream?
YES! — Michelle HB needs this on a sign for her OWL, fly!
Wait, her OLW, not her wizarding exam! 😉