Poetry Friday round-up is with Jan at BookSeedStudio
With the start of a new year, I am trying to write a poem a day, or, at the very least, some ramblings in my notebook. I’m staying away from social media until I write. But I do check my email. I receive a poem-a-day from Jane Yolen. (You can sign up here.)
Jane’s poem begins each stanza with “The lake sings… It sings of…” Every day the bayou reflects the tone of the season. This morning as I write, the wind has turned cold, so I hear the echo of the whipping wind through the trees and the wind chimes clinging. On Jan. 6th when I wrote this poem, the bayou was still and calm. The trees were reflected perfectly in the water. The sun was warming the surface of the water.
Bayou Reflections, Jan. 6, 2018. M. Simon
The bayou sings of shadows,
reflections of trees
bare and still.It sings of rising sun
warming a surface
of sky on water.It sings of herons,
owls, mockingbirds,
a hawk flying high above.But most of all,
the bayou
sings of peace.
–Margaret Simon, all rights reserved
Reflections on the Teche 