Here are all the poetry Friday posts, hosted by Violet Nesdoly who shares a terrifying poem connecting to the fire that's burning in Alberta, Canada. Be sure to find a way to help those who've lost their homes and possessions in Fort MacMurray and elsewhere.
I want to compliment Jone MacCulloch for the yearly joy she helps students in her school bring to so many of us from her Poetry Postcard project. I've seen numerous articles recently about the importance of poetry for students of all ages. Here is one from Edutopia. When my former students re-connect, one thing they often remind me of is the good times we had when we wrote and read poetry. I KNOW that it's important, to read and write it, to share it with others. And so want to thank Jone and "my" poet Braeden who gave me a surprise "smile" in my mailbox!
There is serendipity too! My poem has a special connection. Before my husband and I moved to Colorado, we lived on a lake. It was a wonderful time. We had a dock, swam off the dock every chance we could, taught our son to swim there, canoed often. In the winter we ice skated. I never minded the fish, but several times in the summer as I sat lounging on the dock, I would see a head pop up, a turtle head. And those who had lived at the lake a long time said to watch out for the turtles, to be sure to keep moving when swimming because they bit toes. I still swam, but I also never forgot that advice. The turtle head was big!
Here is my wonderful poem, thanks to Braeden and Jone!
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