She lives without a net, walking along the alluvium of the
delta.
Shoes swing over her shoulder, on her bare feet stick jeweled
flecks of dark mica.
Hands faster than fish swing at the ends of bare brown arms. Her
hair flows,
snows in wild wind as she digs in the indigo varnished handbag,
pulls out her grandmother's oval cuffed bracelet,
strokes the turquoise stones, and steps through the curved
doorway.
Tripping on her tail she slips hair first down the slide...
splash!
She glides past glossy water hyacinth to shimmer with a school
of shad,
listens
to the ibises roosting in the trees of the cypress swamp
an echo of Grandmother's
words, still fresh in her windswept memory.
Born from the oyster, expect the pearl.
Reach
for the rainbow reflection on the smallest dewdrop.
The
surface glistens, a shadow slips above her head, a paddle dips
she reaches, seizes. She’s electric energy and
turquoise eyes.
Lifted high, she gulps strange air -
stares clearly into
Green pirogue, crawfish trap, startled fisherman
with
turquoise eyes, twins of her own, riveted on her wrist–
She's swifter than a dolphin, slipping away, leaving him only a
handful of
memories of his own grandmother’s
counsel: Watch for her. You’ll have but one
chance to
Here's to the next step, Penny Klosterman!
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3 Heidi at My Juicy Little Universe
4 Laura at Writing the World for Kids
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Ooh, he has a wise grandmother, too! Nice line! Can't wait to see what's next.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Ruth, there is a connection somewhere, at least to me.
DeleteSo two grandmothers...or one? Land grandmothers or water? So many questions...
ReplyDeleteNice line!
You have the next to the end, Donna, wonder what will have happened by then? My thinking is similar to yours, but we'll have to wait and see, right? Thanks.
DeleteLove that your line brought the fisherman back, I was loathe to lose that twin set of turquoise eyes so quickly. It's delightful to watch the progression throughout the month.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you like the possibilities, Ramona. We'll see what the next lines bring!
DeleteOooh! you gave him a grandmother with wise words too! One chance to what?! I guess Penny will tell us.
ReplyDeleteMy mind swirls with those connections, but what?
Delete"Luka. I am your father." Haha! Okay, maybe it's just me, but I'm having visions of a family connection here. One chance... hope he doesn't blow it!
ReplyDeleteHmm, Michelle, didn't know you were a Star Wars fan. It must be, but wonder if the full story will happen in only 11 lines? Thanks.
DeleteYay--another wise grandmother. What was foretold??? Tune in tomorrow.....
ReplyDeleteI'll be up early for this next line from Penny. Perhaps it is the same grandmother?
DeleteI haven't seen the progressive poem since the first few lines. I love how it has progressed, and I love the connection of grandmothers and memories that connect in your last line.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Kay, glad you're now caught up.
DeleteOh, I love it! He's been warned about our slippery mermaid-girl! Wonderful, Linda! Thank you. xo
ReplyDeleteYou're welcome, Irene. It was fun to be in the middle, actually! Lots of 'what-ifs' to consider I guess.
DeleteFun! One chance, huh??? I'm thinking! Thanks for a great setup, Linda. I'll do my best to add a fitting line.
ReplyDeleteI know you will, Penny. I'm happy you think it's a good send to you. I was nervous! Thanks!
DeleteThis is fabulous! Can't wait to see what Penny does.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Catherine, now we just have to wait till morning!
DeleteLinda,
ReplyDeleteDo you know the book The Islander by Cynthia Rylant? This is sounding so much like that book. This poem could be made into a beautiful children's book. Who will take that on?
I don't know if I've read it or not. I've heard of it, but. . . I've been thinking about the story like that too-should be Irene! Thanks, Margaret.
DeleteThe pictures in that children's book "to be" are already drifting through my mind. How clever you are Linda adding memories of the fisherman to this.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Julieanne, this is quite a collaboration, isn't it?
DeleteI love the memories of the grandmother. Great direction.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Jone, on we go!
DeleteOh, the grandmother. He knows. This is it. I am excited! His looking at her wrist - that bracelet she just stroked. Soon we will know. And too, we will have the gift of a hundred possibilities...writing with friends. Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThanks Amy, I agree, lots of beautiful possibilities when many minds are working!
DeleteOh, Linda! I'm playing catch-up (shocker) and getting to enjoy this nail-biting passage swiftly. Terrific line, and now I'm paddling over to see what Penny made of all this mystery...
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