It’s Poetry Friday! Thanks for stopping by.
You know you’re a poet when you stop to watch deer playing in a field and jot down a few lines in the corner of your bluebird monitoring notebook.
In Spring
three deer jump and jive
frolic near bluebird boxes
in search of new friends
Draft, 2023RoseCappelli
The gardens at Longwood are in full bloom with spring blossoms in shades of pink and violet, blue and yellow. After checking the bird boxes, I took some time to walk the gardens, breathing in the scents and taking in all the beauty. I happened to find this cinquain among the poems I created and posted here last year with the same title as above.
In Spring
tulip
bulbs buried deep
poke through winter white
stitch a patchwork quilt of color
in spring
Draft, 2022RoseCappelli
Jone has today’s round up here. be sure to stop by for some beautiful found poetry from classic literature of all kinds and lots more poetry goodness.
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Imagine the Possibilities 
Love that you were writing notes about the deer. 🙂 See you soon!
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Oh deer, I’m fawning over ‘jump and jive and frolic’ in relation to your three visitors. 🙂
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Yes, you are a poet…those deer dance for you!
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Once you start looking at the world through a poet’s eyes, you see poems everywhere!
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You’ve written truth, Rose, nearly Frost in ‘stopping by woods’ and this time “stopping for deer”. Love both, especially about the ‘stitching’ from last year.
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The deer are such a mixed blessing, right? Last summer I saw two jump into my yard so effortlessly, then eat my hosta and daylilies. Oh well. Hope springs eternal, and today I planted seeds. We shall see what happens. Love your patchwork quilt of color.
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Rose, the Longwood Garden’s picture of the flowers is so lovely and I like your poem to accompany it. The two together would make a beautiful image poem for my Springsations Gallery if you consider offering it when it’s ready.
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Thank you, Carol. Sure. I’ll watch for your poat about it.
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What lovely poetic glimpses of spring! Your post reminds me that I need to take some daffodil pics before they’re gone.
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Rose, I love it that you have a Bluebird Monitoring Notebook. I’m glad there’s room for deer in it too!
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Deer and bluebirds and tulips! I love how you fill your spring days, Rose! (Remind me to show you the latest pic of my grandson…and tulips!)
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Catching the deer – and jotting a few lines – was a bonus for the books. The alliteration in your poem made the words dance as I read them (a jumpy deer dance, I believe). The flowers and the cinquain were an extra treat.
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I love the deer jump and jive. And notes in your bluebird book.
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