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The Inklings were all together last weekend for the first time ever. What a joyous time we had! Joyous, and tinged with the sadness that it had to end…and that Heidi will soon be across the pond for 9 months.
Catherine led us in an activity that I put to good use for this poem. It is a 7-7-7-7 poem: 7th book on my shelf (Amanda Gorman’s CALL US WHAT WE CARRY), turned to the 7th page, using the 7th line to begin a 7-line poem.
The Universe was generous with those 7s. Our Inkling challenge this month (from Molly) was
Write a poem about maps or travel or journeys, real or imagined. Maybe you want to write about finding your way or marking your path. Maybe you want to consider where your map begins, where it ends, or the liminal boundary spaces.
That 7th line from Amanda Gorman was all I needed to get the pencil moving. Combine her words with the embroidery (photo at the top of the post) which hangs before me on my office wall under the map of Colorado and flanked by photos of my grandparents, and…magic.
By the time this post goes live, I’ll be in San Diego to spend a week with the Niblings before they start fifth grade, so I can’t make any promises about getting around to comments. Sorry! Two slacker weeks in a row…but another JOURNEY!
Go see what the other Inklings came up with:
Catherine @Reading to the Core
Heidi @my juicy little universe
Linda @A Word Edgewise
Margaret @Reflections on the Teche
Molly @Nix the Comfort Zone
Ruth has this week’s Poetry Friday roundup at There is no such thing as a God-forsaken town.
A(nother) Year of Reading 