Linda Baie shared a video on Facebook that I immediately took up as a writing prompt. It’s a beautiful short film by Louie Schwartzberg. (See link below to watch the video)
I took a quote from the young girl at the beginning and made a golden shovel. “The path could lead to a beach or something.”
Cultivate a response to the
Margaret Simon, draft response
day; open your eyes and a path
could be there, weather could
change, and lead
to water, to
a new way to see, a
gift as joyful as a beach,
waves blessing you or
moving you to touch something.
Kathy Mazurowski is the winner of the book giveaway for After Dark: Poems About Nocturnal Animals by David L. Harrison, illustrated by Stephanie Laberis. Click the link to read how I used the book with my students and wrote nonfiction poems.
Take a minute to write a quick 15 word poem to this week’s This Photo Wants to be a Poem. This week is a beautiful photo by Molly Hogan.
Reflections on the Teche 
Oh, my. That is precious…her simple, beautiful way of describing imagination. I love the line in the video…”each face has not only its own story but the story of its ancestors.”
Lovely response poem, Margaret. Thank you.
Oh, Margaret, how beautiful. I loved that video & see that you did, too. I’ve had tech problems all day, so am late to be reading, but now you’ve made me have a nice moment. I love “waves blessing you or
moving you to touch something.” Have a wonderful “Leap Day”!
What a wise young lass. Loved hearing her – and seeing where it took your poem. Hoping you find some water to dip your toe into this leap day and bless you – even if it is not a beach.
Thanks for this video and golden shovel …beautiful… I need to try one!
Margaret, I love how you’re always poised to find a poem! May your paths lead you to beautiful places!
Oh, that precious girl! And your beautiful use of her words. Lovely, Margaret. I’m feeling grateful. 🙂
A beautiful video and response. Thank you for sharing both, Margaret.
Such a gorgeous line (and video) to build a golden shovel from–thanks for carrying me to this special place via your poem Margaret.
I love the possibility in this poem, courtesy of those “could”s. Beautiful!