I borrowed this photo from Instagram. I’ve been to Acadiana Park Nature Station, but it was years ago on a field trip with students. I was drawn in by the path and thought about that tree, fallen across the path. How could this be a metaphor?
Metaphor can be elusive. Metaphor can be magical. Allan Wolf uses the phrase, “Metaphors be with you!” Think about metaphor today. Can you make it work in a small poem?
A Path Can Be
A path can be a crooked line
scribbled on a page.A path can be a stopping place
to let the world pass by.A path can be a rocky road
where every step is tricky.A path can be a long, long road
that leads you to your home.Margaret Simon, draft
The Kidlit Progressive Poem is with Tabatha today at The Opposite of Indifference.
Reflections on the Teche 