Adventures in Subbing #4

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I thought I’d repost this – from my other blog.  I wrote it this past March.

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Boots

Back in April I wrote  a poem a day  for PAD, Writer’s Digest’s Poem A Day challenge. The prompt for day 23 was “footwear”.  I instantly thought about the excitement of my first winter in Birmingham when I got to wear boots day after day. And then I thought of last August  when I was hiking in Montana. After a hard trek to Iceberg Lake, I took off my hiking boots and plunged my feet into the water that was about 40 degrees. Needless to say, I barely lasted 15 seconds.  Now, in this hot June, I could use that refreshing plunge once again!

Boots
I was so pleased to move
to a place
where I could buy boots
and actually wear them
That first boot winter
was so much fashion fun
Those boots gave me
warmth and style
Gray, brown, black –
I loved them all
But by month six
My Florida feet were
longing to be set free

Curls

Photo Challenge Week Four

 
This week’s challenge was a headshot. Knowing that many adults, like me, shy away from the camera, I decided to make kids my focus. So, I borrowed my pastor’s children to be my subjects. It was so hard to choose, since there are four children, but I picked one as my entry for this week because I loved the crooked smile and the sunlight in his curls.

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His hair reminds me of the poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow that my dad would recite to me when I was little. Here is the beginning part that he recited:

 

There Was a Little Girl

There was a little girl,
And she had a little curl
Right in the middle of her forehead.
When she was good
She was very, very good,
But when she was bad she was horrid.

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That moment when you leave mid-morning
for a half day of work
grateful for the part-time job

The sun is shining
just a dusting of white clouds
and you see why they call that color sky blue

All signs of winter are vanished
as you pass the jade hills
on either side of the interstate
with Stevie Wonder singing his lovely Songs in the Key of Life

And now you are alive to
what Browning meant
when he wrote Pippa’s Song

Ode to Birmingham

I have been writing poems for the PAD (Poem a Day) challenge by Robert Brewer from Writer’s Digest. This is from last April , the third year in which I participated.  . This poem was  for Day 12 in which the prompt said to write a “city” poem. You can view others poems for Day 12 here: http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/2014-april-pad-challenge-day-12

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An Ode to Birmingham

How do I find my way

in this new city

filled with the old flags

waving in the echo

of white only?

How can I use my words

in this city in the hills

and valleys that echo

with cries from the

downcast?

I will find my way

with the light

of what I know,

a beam of boldness

to guide me.

I will use my words

in this city of the south

to pierce and soften;

for peace

and for love.