
Welcome to Poetry Friday!
Susan Thomsen has the roundup today at Chicken Spaghetti where she shares a poem that begins with the last line of Walt Whitman’s “Song of Myself” – “I stop somewhere waiting for you.” Last week she invited poets to join her in writing a poem that also borrows this line from Whitman as a jumping off point.
Off Leash
I stop somewhere waiting for you,
then race ahead
on the well-worn path
each new scent sound surprise
a delight
I wander stop
wait
wander listen
wait
until…
I feel it see it know it –
home!
I’ll be waiting for you.
Draft, 2026RoseCappelli

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