on saturday
on saturday
gray gulls float in shifting arabesques over water silk
a firm hand finishes the lighthouse sign post
my father ferries hot cups to the table
everyone sips, taps a wayward piece into place, finishing "Shore"
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TLD reader Tabatha Yeatts has challenged us to write a poem about a game (any kind). Click
HERE
for more details and to add your poem to the padlet. While some poems
will be shared as daily ditties this month, all contributions will be
included in a wrap-up celebration tomorrow, Friday, March 27th.
What a beautiful poem, Jan. It made me give a happy sigh. I especially like her father ferrying hot cups. xo
ReplyDeleteThis is really lovely, Jan! So calming at a time we need it most. I'd love to be doing a puzzle with you right now. :)
ReplyDeleteThis is lovely. I love clicking into place
ReplyDeleteLovely. We've been doing quite a few puzzles lately and this is how it feels, calm, quiet, fitting pieces into place.
ReplyDeleteI agree with everyone, Jan. As I read it the first time, the 2nd line drew me in and set the mood. Michelle and Tabatha, I will have my Ditty Challenge poem ready for Poetry Friday.
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