Sunday, April 22, 2018

2018 Kidlitosphere Progressive Poem



I have the next line of this year's Progressive Poem, brainchild of beloved poet-friend Irene Latham. When the poem began, I thought the seed might spend time wondering what she was going to become, but I was off-base! We found that out in line 4! And in line 5, a game was introduced. Both my daughter Elena and I wanted to know more about the game, so I circled back around there with my line today. We're in the middle of a party, and a poem within a poem, so things are busy already, but if you're at a party, maybe you'll play a game, right? (Elena also wanted more stardrops, but I didn't see how I could shoehorn those in!)


Nestled in her cozy bed, a seed stretched.

Oh, what wonderful dreams she had!

Blooming in midnight moonlight, dancing with

the pulse of a thousand stars, sweet Jasmine

invented a game.

"Moon?" she called across warm honeyed air.

"I'm sad you're alone; come join Owl and me.

We're feasting on stardrops, we'll share them with you."

"Come find me," Moon called, hiding behind a cloud.

Secure in gentle talons' embrace, Jasmine rose

and set. She split, twining up Owl's toes, pale

moonbeams sliding in between, Whoosh, Jasmine goes.

Owl flew Jasmine between clouds and moon to Lee's party!

Moon, that wily bright balloon, was NOT alone.

                                                       Jas grinned,
                                                                
                                                               stretched,
                                                                          
                                                                     reached,
                                                                             
                                                                           wrapped
                                                                               
                                                                          a new,
                                                     
                                                   around          tender
                                                              rootlet

a trellis Sky held out to her, made of braided wind and song.

Her green melody line twisted and clung.

Because she was twining poet's jasmine, she

wiggled a wink back at Moon, and began her poem.

Her whispered words floated on a puff of wind,

filled with light and starsong. "Revelers, lean in –


let's add to this merriment a game that grows



...Take it away, Amy!

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1 Liz at Elizabeth Steinglass

2 Jane at Raincity Librarian

3 Laura at Writing the World for Kids

4 Michelle at Today's Little Ditty

5 Jan at bookseedstudio

6 Irene at Live Your Poem

7 Linda at TeacherDance

8 Janet F. at Live Your Poem

9 Ramona at Pleasures from the Page

10 Matt at Radio, Rhythm and Rhyme

11 Brenda at Friendly Fairy Tales

12 Carol at Beyond LiteracyLink

13 Linda A Word Edgewise

14 Heidi at  my juicy little universe

15 Donna at Mainely Write

16 Sarah at Sarah Grace Tuttle

17 Ruth at There is no such thing as a Godforsaken town

18 Christie at Wondering and Wandering

19 Michelle at Michelle Kogan

20 Linda at Write Time

21 Robyn at Life on the Deckle Edge

22 Tabatha at The Opposite of Indifference

23 The Poem Farm

24 A Year of Reading

25 Kiesha at Whispers from the Ridge

26 No Water River

27 Buffy's Blog

28 Kat's Whiskers

29 April atTeaching Authors

30 Doraine at Dori Reads

 

9 comments:

Irene Latham said...

Yay for a party game! And I'm with you and Elena on those stardrops. Thank you, Tabatha! xo

Linda B said...

A game in starlight might mean more joining in the fun? It's terrific to return to the game, Tabatha.

Mary Lee said...

The suspense mounts. What will I add on the 24th?!? Where will the game, what will the game, what game...so many directions Amy could take this, and I need to be...I WILL be...ready to follow!

Robyn Hood Black said...

Nice work, Tabatha (and Elena)! Curious, curious....

Michelle Kogan said...

I like your circling back and bringing in the game Tabatha, perhaps someone will fill us in on the game!

Ramona said...

Wow, so much going on with our Jas, Moon, Owl and Sky. Can't wait to see where Amy takes our merry game.

Amy Ludwig VanDerwater said...

The music in your line is so lovely, Tabatha! Thank you for such a sweet set-up. And to be truthful, I have a constant hankering for stardrops now.... xxxx

Heidi Mordhorst said...

I had a hard week and forgot to follow the poem! Your line has such rhythm--who could resist joining a game in a poem at a party? And I have "Good Morning Starshine" playing at the back of my mind...

Carol Varsalona said...

A game-who's playing? Can't wait to see what is next.