Wind grabs the bird feeder,
tosses it next door,
giving hungry birds
a new yard to explore.
Wind grabs the garbage can,
turns it upside down,
blocking the alley
on our way out of town.
Wind grabs the wind chime,
carries it along,
clinking and clanking—
wind must like its song!
We are so excited! Next Friday, November 5, the Teaching Authors host Poetry Friday! Be sure to take a peek! Today's Poetry Friday host is Toby Speed at The Writer's Armchair. Hi, Toby!
NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) begins on November 1! The goal is to write a 175-page (50,000-word) novel by midnight, November 30.
Picture book writers can take part in their own challenge in November. The goal of PiBoIdMo (Picture Book Idea Month) is to create 30 picture book ideas in 30 days.
Good luck! Have fun! Keep writing!
JoAnn Early Macken
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8 comments:
Thanks. Your poetry always blows me away.
JA,
Lovely poem! I can definitely relate, as it's been incredibly windy here too.
Love that the wind likes its own song...egoist that it is!
We had wild wind here this week, too!
Thanks, everyone!
Thanks for the PiBoIdMo reminder, JoAnn, and for your gusty poem.
This past week Chicago earned its actually non-meterological-metaphoric Windy City nickname.
Love the poem. And thanks for mentioning PiBoIdMo.
Beautiful and inspiring!
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