Spring!!!!

I am late. I apologize. Today after school I went for a walk at Hinckley Park. I love to go there and walk. I prefer to run/walk but I am not permitted to do any running yet. (Sigh) The sun lit up the world illuminating everything. Fallen logs rested in mud puddles and the geese were everywhere leaving behind parts of them that required me to step over strategically. The trail was filled with people like me happy to be outside basking in the sun. The sun makes everything feel better. It is inviting. As spring approaches, we will find ourselves outside more. This will in turn make us put off what needs to be done.
We are also approaching National Poetry Month. It is a time to celebrate the poetry that speaks to us. Whether we like it or not, the music we listen to everyday is poetry. The way the flowers waltz in the wind is poetry. The laughter of children tickled to the core over something no one else cares about is poetry.
What I want you to do is define poetry. Look around you; pay attention to what you see and hear. Is it poetry? Describe a moment you deem to be poetry in motion. (Sorry to use a cliche.) It may not appear to be poetic to any other person. What matters is that it does to you!

Poetry

Hello minions...muhahahaha! Just kidding! I was watching Despicable Me. So our blog this week is about a subject near and dear to me...Poetry!!!!! Oh, how I love poetry!!

Poetry is what we say when our hearts are full

when we come to words in moments where clarity

is a bird flitting about our head, a rarity--

lost and elusive. Here is where we twist and try to pull

hoping to make meaning out of all that is chaos

to finally remove ourselves from life's confining box.

Poetry is how we find the questions no one will answer

and pose the ones grown in sadness, in fear, the him or the her.

It is rooted in the belief that words can save us, keep us,

protect us, but instead what we find is a new breed of justice

sworn to uphold a belief. We walk with our heads a little bit higher

for these words together build within those who listen a fire

meant to consume, and in the end truly inspire.

What I want you to do for this week is post your favorite poem. If it is really long, just post a small part or it--a couple stanzas. Once you post it, tell us why it is your favorite. We all come to poetry for different reasons. Please share yours. Happy posting!!!!!