today we picked spring
we went walking to be in it and there it was
we gathered and collected
and pieces of the world we happened by
there was the sun- warm and everywhere
clouds dusted the sky
“like spirits of someone that knew us,” said one boy
“they’re just white,” said another
the sky that we see is the bluest of blue
we all said that
some trees have white blossoms and some have pink
flowers in the trees and flowers on the ground
“why is that anyway?” we wondered
there were dandelions and daisies
and someone to teach us how to weave daisy chains
we wore them as braclets or twisted into our hair
we found tulips so red
but nobody found roses
even though we wanted them in our poems
(some put them there anyway)
(because you can imagine too)
the grass is so green
not like always
today we are poets and it glows for us
words line up
two by two
and the trees sing
as we race beneath them
*I bought When Green Becomes Tomatoes Poems for All Seasons by Julie Fogliano and illustrated by Julie Morstad This poem is inspired by about two minutes of skimming through that beautiful, beautiful book (can’t wait to sit and savour each poem in more detail) and an afternoon of gathering up spring and writing simple spring poems with my students. I placed many of their images into this poem about our walk and writing experience.
We used a frame and a two by two format so finished poems were just 9 words long.
A few samples:
I am participating in the Slice of Life challenge to write and publish a post every day in March.
Slice of Life is hosted by Two Writing Teachers. I thank them for the community they provide. Read more slices here.