Thursday, March 5, 2015

The Parade


A sun that doesn't know it isn't yet spring
     warms the afternoon air.
 Birds chirp in skeleton trees,
 And a caressing breeze
      carries the not unpleasant scent of nearby sheep.
As if on cue,
Walkways fill with a parade of moms
    marching to meet their children.
It is quiet and peaceful.
The calm before the storm.
 Bell rings,
    and youthful exuberance explodes
    through opening doors,
School walls no longer able
     to contain the energy within.
A sudden burst of children 
     rushes forth,
Boisterous voices
     booming all around.
 There is nothing to do now but wait for the storm to pass.
 And gradually it does,
     kids scattering in their different directions,
Caught by the waiting moms
     who turn and march once more.





12 comments:

  1. I love your poem and feel a little jealous that your weather seemed spring-like! (We got about 10 inches of snow on Long Island yesterday- inspiring my grump Snow Day poem). I love your use of the word "march" which calls to mind the month, caught between winter and spring, as well as the march of the moms. Such a happy image of the children's exuberance as they leave school, also making me think of the dichotomy between school and freedom, winter and spring. Many beautiful images!

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  2. I love your poem and feel a little jealous that your weather seemed spring-like! (We got about 10 inches of snow on Long Island yesterday- inspiring my grump Snow Day poem). I love your use of the word "march" which calls to mind the month, caught between winter and spring, as well as the march of the moms. Such a happy image of the children's exuberance as they leave school, also making me think of the dichotomy between school and freedom, winter and spring. Many beautiful images!

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  3. Your word choice is fabulous and captures not only the trees but also the moms and kids all waiting - patiently for spring. I too see the parallels between winter vs spring and school vs freedom, as well as patience vs excitement. Lovely.

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  4. Your free verse poetry sings! I loved the image of the students bursting through the door, hungry for sunshine and freedom. For the sake of teacher and parent sanity, I hope spring arrives soon.

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  5. Oh, I love your poem!! You made such an average-seeming event seem absolutely beautiful!! I can see it!!

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  6. Oh, I love your poem!! You made such an average-seeming event seem absolutely beautiful!! I can see it!!

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  7. This is beautiful! I love the line about school walls no longer able to contain the excitement. I can see the walls of the school bursting at the seams with the children's excitement.

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  8. What a great poem! I love your description of the trees as skeletons. Thank you!

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  9. What a great poem! I love your description of the trees as skeletons. Thank you!

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  10. Beautiful poem. I love the visual images your words created.

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  11. I love how the image shrinks and expands. Order and calm, a burst of energy and noise, and then...it trickles away. Love this.

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  12. Wonderful poem - I love the sun that doesn't know it's spring, and the children unable to contain the excitement - these things are so true in my own world too!

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