It’s Poetry Friday and Tanita Davis is our hostess this week for the poetry roundup on her blog, (fiction, instead of lies). I hope to see you there! Tanita’s post is bursting with gratitude and writing opportunities for all.
We received our first blast of wintery snow on Monday and Tuesday here in New England. I’m a terrible storm cleaner upper, because I’m always distracted by post-storm sights and sounds. After our cleanup was finished, and my husband went inside to warm up, I stayed outside with my camera to capture a few images. Little bits of poetry continued to drift down around me mixed in with the storm’s final flakes. My main concerns with heavy snow are fragile branches, particularly those of our beloved Japanese Maple. Many branches were bowed down and some were trapped by the drifts around the trunk. Fortunately, the sun came out late in the afternoon, and the snow began to melt. Right before my eyes, branches began, one by one, to bounce back. Inspiration for today’s haiku, which I am writing daily during the month of December with poetry pals Heidi Mordhorst, Mary Lee Hahn, Catherine Flynn, Jone MacCulloch, and others. You can follow along with the hashtags you see above.
When I returned to school on Wednesday, I showed my Kindergarten poets the same image I used for my haiku, and here is what they came up with.
Poor tree indeed!
Thanks for hosting this week, Tanita. Now let’s bring on the poetry!
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Aww – your small poets are adorable. “When will it go!?” is about what we’re asking about the cold weather, and it’s only just begun! Good luck to your maple this year!
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Thank you, and thanks for hosting! I tried to put my link in your comments, but alas, it would not let me log in.
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We are on the same wavelength, Christie but you came up with a different twist-caring about your Japanese Maple and its fragility. Nature knows how to care for its own. Did you write the last poem with the Kinders? Love it.
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They sure did!
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Thanks for sharing your winter weather and your lovely words! Ruth, thereisnosuchthingasagodforsakentown.blogspot.com
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Thanks, Ruth. Hope you are well.
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I love the empathy of your Kinders. “Poor tree!” Thanks for sharing your poem and theirs, and also the photo of your lovely maple. I hope winter treats it kindly!
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Me, too. I hold my breath every year.
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Awww…poor tree. I’m glad those branches were released from the snow before they broke. I’m reading The Hidden Life of Trees, and your poem reminded me of his description of the forest and trees in winter and how they are designed too cope with the snow and wind and cold.
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That’s a wonderful book. Fascinating! They are more resilient than we give them credit for.
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Poor tree was the inspiration for lots of poe-r-try! (pardon the goofiness — love the springing back after a near-tragedy!)
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Glad that lovely tree survived and bounced back! Winter is certainly starting ahead of schedule this year.
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