Thanks to Robyn at Life on the Deckle Edge for hosting Poetry Friday. I’m sure it’s going to be fabulous.
This is the first of two “on the road” editions.
Linda Mitchell and I got to swap with each other this summer. In a summer where I have read all about the efforts of people in the mostly eastern states to nuture monarchs, I was delighted to get this poem from Linda:
I love the use of the stamps as a diving board for the poem. If I’m lucky I might see a swallowtail in Oregon.
Something Linda likes to do in summer is creating cards. I love the detail and intricacy of them through using paper scraps and illustrations from books headed to the book graveyard.
And inside the yellow card were more poems, this time using Carl Sandburg as a mentor:
These will be used to mentor me.
It’s what I call Day 5 of retirement. (My retirement began in my mind when teachers returned to school 5 days ago)
Husband and I planned a late summer trip months ago. How strange to not be in a class setting after 44 years (62 yrs if you count my schooling, preK-college).
We hit the road in Idaho early this morning on our way to see friends outside of Salt Lake City.
From my car window this morning:
on the road
as fog lifts
~jone rush macculloch
Head over to Margaret at Reflections on the Teche who is rounding up Poetry Friday this week.
Last week, I had my second piece of student mail. I squeed when I opened the piece to find a poem.
When I contacted her mom asking for permission to share, she told me about their trip to Mt. St. Helen’s and how Beatrix came up with this poem.
My heart is happy.
Response to Beatrix:
I walked on the sand
grey green waves
found a heart shaped wishing stone
made the trip worth it
© jone rush macculloch