Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte

Writing 101 – Coffee and a Poetry Dance

Over a cup of coffee I’d love to tell you about my invitation to a poetry dance. I replied that I like to dance and I love poetry – so what is it? Cyfrin the Celtic Poet explained that first I would write a poem and post it on my blog. Then he would write a poem and link it to mine. Then I would repeat the process. It is fun to pick up bits of an idea in someone else’s poem and take it in a different direction. Our segues are fun and creative. You might enjoy taking a look at what we’ve put together so far. See posts on my blog.


Poetry Dance – Transitions

Gone riotous sounds of children playing
Classroom-bound their voices muted.
Thankful sighs of harried parents
Quiet moments now reclaimed.
Old man warmed by sun’s cooling rays
Watching squirrels prepare for winter.

The next part of the dance


Poetry Dance – Trumpeting Fall

V of flying geese
Honking loud for right-of-way
Lead Autumn parade.