Child on Top of a Greenhouse
Posted: September 19, 2013 Filed under: Random Workout | Tags: blogging, compassion, family, friends, gardening, happiness, health, kindness, life, love, nature, Poem, Poetry, Prose, Theodore Roethke, writing, yoga 5 Comments…
The wind billowing out the seat of my britches,
My feet crackling splinters of glass and dried putty,
The half-grown chrysanthemums staring up like accusers,
Up through the streaked glass, flashing with sunlight,
A few white clouds all rushing eastward,
A line of elms plunging and tossing like horses,
And everyone, everyone pointing up and shouting!
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Lovely photo and poem!
You can thank my son, he picked out both of them last night. 🙂
This was the Writer’s Almanac poem for Thursday too. 🙂
I thoroughly enjoy the Writers Almanac each day at work, except yesterday when I missed it. Later in the evening my son and I took a moment to read the Almanac online like we normally do and he really enjoyed the poem yesterday. There is a symmetry between the poems that really resonate with us and the Writers Almanac, that’s when we share them. Awesome site and a valuable resource for budding poets young and old.
Delightful, the kitchen radio gets turned up whenever it comes on, or I catch it online. I was originally going to say, “Looks like someone else listens to the Writer’s Almanac,” but then I thought it might have been serendipitous coincidence.