SOL #17
The azaleas are blooming. Spring is finally here.
For this slice, I collected lines from other bloggers to create a SOL Spring found poem. At first I thought this would be an easy way of getting out of writing; however, I had to read quite a few blogs (never a bad idea) to get these lines. Then to decide how to put them together. In the end I enjoyed the exercise, but it was not easier than writing.
Because these words
have to tell the truth.Each time I step outside,
I feel hope.
Something is different.
The silence gone.
I hear the snow crackling.
The ground breaking.The clouds seem to have made a window.
I look out to a beautiful blue sky
Springing forward.The pitter-pattering is punctuated
with swooshing and swishing of cars.
For already they have forgotten the dark.
Lines from Tara Smith, Catherine Flynn, Cathy Mere, Kim Doele, Meandering Maya, and Write Kim Write, and Julie Johnson.
Reflections on the Teche 