Poetry Friday - Summer Poetry Swap: Fireflies and Tarantulas

It’s Friday! And you know what that means: Poetry! Want to know more about Poetry Friday? Click this link right here. And be sure to check out Robyn Hood Black's amazing blog to see this week’s round up of wonderful poetry related posts, blogs and goodness. 

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Hello and happy Poetry Friday! Today is going to be a short post because I am in the process of moving my blog from Blogger over to Wordpress. My laptop is on the fritz, and I have decided to try to work exclusively on my iPad. And Blogger does not play well with iPad. 

I did want to share the final two Summer Poetry Swaps that I received. It has been so much fun sending and receiving these poetry packages. I am so glad that I participated! Thank you Tabatha, for organizing the swap.

Linda Mitchell sent me a beautiful handmade card that went perfectly with her poem, Firefly Tea. I have it hanging on my cork board by my desk because it makes me smile every time I read it. She did a perfect job of capturing summer with my little ones. 

Firefly Tea

by Linda Mitchell

Summer Night

drops of dew

camp fire

circles loved ones

a ghost story

or two.

Sun burned nose

bare feet

swim suits drip

dreams sweet

flicker...flash

set aside to steep

Drink slowly

Repeat

And Carol Varsalona used the Buncee platform to send me some spook-filled Floridian poetry. She even included info on one of my pets, a Lasiodora parahybana--the Brazilian Salmon Pink Bird-eating Taratula!

You can see her Spooky Floridian Poetry Swap here.

She also sent my daughter and I these handmade bracelets from the charity, Bigger Than Beads. Needless to say, they were a big hit!

Poetry Friday - Artichoke Poetry Swap

It’s Friday! And you know what that means: Poetry! Want to know more about Poetry Friday? Click this link right here. And be sure to check out Reading to the Core to see this week’s round up of wonderful poetry related posts, blogs and goodness. 

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Hello and Happy Poetry Friday everyone! I hope that you have had a marvelous week. Mine has been filled with ups and downs, but mostly ups. 

One of the highlights of my week was the poetry swap package I received from Jone Rush MacCulloch. She wrote me a beautiful poem about artichokes. I had no idea that the artichoke was a species of thistle! And the thistle is my 2nd favorite flower (behind the dandelion). I just love how prickly they are, but how vibrant and beautiful the purples can be. 

Thank you, Jone for the poem! I am keeping it on my fridge so I can smile everyday. 

artichoke

purple glory globe

hidden bee

seeks pollen

explorers on our journey

seeking life's nectar

--jone rush macculloch

Poetry Friday - Lake Poetry Swap

It’s Friday! And you know what that means: Poetry! Want to know more about Poetry Friday? Click this link right here. And be sure to check out Heidi Mordhorst's blog, My Juicy Little Universe, to see this week’s round up of wonderful poetry related posts, blogs and goodness. 

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Hello and Happy Poetry Friday! I'm so glad that you stopped by. Things have been hectic with both the kiddos and my husband home for the summer. I love them all to death, but it feels like I am getting nothing done! I am still trying to savor it because I know school will start back up here in about a month. 

With all the craziness of summer, it was so nice to receive a summer poetry swap package from Irene Latham. Not only did she send a wonderful poem, but she also sent me this adorable turtle. He has found a comfy home with my other slow-moving stuffed animals. 

Knowing that I enjoy horror, Irene sent me a spooky poem about swimming in a lake. Little did she know that lakes really do give me the heebie jeebies! I live close to the ocean and don't think twice about all the sharks, jelly fish and rays when I go for a swim. But there is just something creepy about lakes. I just know that a monster tentacle is going to curl around my ankle one day and drag me down! Thanks, Irene for the fantastic poem.

Swimming in the Lake

by Irene Latham

It starts with a whisper

on my ankle,

a tickle on my thigh --

I kick and shiver:

are there alligators nearby?

Something bubbles,

something pops.

I see a head --

           my heart squeezes!

-- and a pair of eyes.

           my body freezes!

Help!

Get me out of here, quick!

What? It's just a stick?

Not a snaketurtlepirhanasharkALLIGATOR

hunting me now

for a feast later?

I wish I knew what to believe...

It ends with me

climbing the ladder,

crying, No more!

I think I like the lake better

from the shore.

Poetry Friday - Sloth Poetry Swap

It’s Friday! And you know what that means: Poetry! Want to know more about Poetry Friday? Click this link right here. And be sure to check out Michelle Kogan's blog to see this week’s round up of wonderful poetry related posts, blogs and goodness. 

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Hello and happy Friday! I joined the Poetry Friday community last July and I had just missed the Summer Poetry Swap. So I have been looking forward to participating for nearly a year and I just sent off my 1st poem.

A word to the person who receives mine: I decided to do a concrete poem, and I hand wrote it. I apologize for my tiny chicken scratch! I do have a digital copy for you as well, so just let me know when you get it (I don't want to email early and ruin the fun) and I'll send it your way. I did write my email on the postcard, but I don't even trust my trying-to-be-neat handwriting. :)

I received my first poem of the swap this week and it was from none other than the amazing Tabatha Yeatts. She wrote me a sloth-themed poem and she even put cute sloth tape on the envelope. 

SLOTHS

by Tabatha Yeatts

for Rebecca

 

A sloth has fur so thick it lends

itself to sheltering small friends

Their shaggy selves might turn pea green

when algae is the friend who's seen

 then they match the leaves they eat

and their homey tree retreat.

 Since they create a habitat

for beetles, moths, and things like that,

 though people say they're solitary,

you might want to say "Not very!"

I loved her poem not only because it has to do with sloths, but she also included a little note about the community connection to our Poetry Friday community. She did say, though, that "that makes poetry the sloth and we're the bugs." That image makes me smile. Thank you, Tabatha.