On winter walks
on crisp cold mornings
my favorite part
of frozen gravel paths
and shallow ditches
where skims of
hang waiting for
smash crash crinkle crackle crunch through
to the hollow space beneath.
© 2020 by Rebekah Hoeft. All rights reserved.
|Image by Rene Schue from Pixabay|
Buffy Silverman has challenged us to write a poem that uses combined or invented words. Click HERE for more details and to read this month's Spotlight ON interview.
Post your poem on our February 2020 padlet. All contributions will be included in a wrap-up celebration on Friday, February 28th, and one lucky participant will win a personalized copy of her nonfiction poetry picture book from Millbrook Press: