Friday, April 1, 2011

the fuellest month

My universe turned very juicy indeed on April 1, 1999: on this day was brought forth the fresh, hardy, thrive-anywhere perennial who is my daughter Daisy. Nowadays, what with her ever-changingness, the launch of National Poetry Month, all this spring ("as it comes bursts up in bonfires green,/Wild puffing of emerald trees, and flame-filled bushes"), the first day of April seems to fill up my tank and fuel fresh starts and forward thrust. Heaven knows I need that! (I also need packages that arrive unexpectedly filled with crazy faith and chocolate-peanut clusters, but that's a whole 'nother heart-tickling story...)

I had a few poems in mind for today's post but now I have a better idea, if you'll join me in some April Fuellishness: a poetry game. I'll start, and as your comment you'll add a line to the poem. It's MiniPoetryTag!

It might work best if you cut and paste previous lines into the comment box before adding your line. My job will be to come back this afternoon and wrap the whole thing up, wherever it may have taken us. Ready? (And don't forget to visit Amy at the Poem Farm for all the rest of Poetry Friday.) Here goes....

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Fresh starts, forward thrust--

[to you!]

7 comments:

  1. I'm using a found line from your post, Heidi:

    crazy faith and chocolate-peanut clusters,

    Next!

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  2. Fresh starts, forward thrust--
    crazy faith and chocolate-peanut clusters,
    you refuel me, invigorate me,

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  3. you refuel me, invigorate me,
    spinning through the emerald trees

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  4. Happy birthday, Daisy! You...a poem in the world...

    Fresh starts, forward thrust --
    crazy faith and chocolate-peanut
    clusters,
    you refuel me, invigorate me,
    spinning through the emerald trees
    trees my boy-grandpa climbed

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  5. If I had a daughter, I'd make sure that Daisy was a part of her name -- my favorite flower of them all!

    Fresh starts, forward thrust --
    crazy faith and chocolate-peanut
    clusters,
    you refuel me, invigorate me,
    spinning through the emerald trees
    trees my boy-grandpa climbed...
    but that's a whole 'nother
    heart-tickling story

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  6. Fresh starts, forward thrust --
    crazy faith and chocolate-peanut
    clusters--
    you refuel me, invigorate me,
    spinning through the emerald trees,
    trees my boy-grandpa climbed...
    but that's a whole 'nother
    heart-tickling story.
    Trust the cool green fire
    of new leaf unfurling,
    sapsweet and salted and just.


    Thanks to the intrepid participants who rolled with me...
    what do you think, poets?

    Here's your prize:
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jnZnSU9OqN0

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  7. Love it! You worked in the salty with the sweet!

    Thanks for the prize.

    Now go forth with energy, fresh starts, and forward thrusts!!

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