DAY 28 of Laura Shovan’s found prompt project
Today is the most special Sunday in February 2016
because it is the last Sunday of Feb. 2016
we will ever see rise
& set. Ever.
We will see other last February Sundays, but
never the exquisite 2016 version that today is.
If you are seeking a way to make it live on,
add a poem to this day’s incredible photograph
from Mary Lee Hahn. Appreciations to Mary Lee!

Add your responses in the comment section,
or provide links there to your poem making at
your site.
Here is one to start
Showtime
Dear garden pals,
And so I see you
puff your stuff –
golden ears
bleeding hearts
floret duets
cotton bolls
paper coins
pods of pea
and the assorted
riff raff
fly by
volunteer
plants
Now is my year to bolt
molt
burst my veil
do not be alarmed
by this cascade bloom
my offering is
from
the part of me
that doesn’t
clear the room
love,
Mum Allium
c. 2016 Jan Godown Annino
And join the joy tucked within this contribution from
poet Charles Waters
Day 28
GRADUATION
Seedlings huddle
for one final group hug
before sprouting away
to feed the world.
c. Charles Waters
I appreciate the brevity with a punch, of these from Carol & Charles.
And now Margaret Simon sets the stage –
Blossom shrouded in
lace waiting for curtain call
to dance moonlit waltz.
c. Margaret Simon
And Diane Mayr backs up for the wide perspective –
Day 28 was almost a nonstarter. I managed a tanka, but without the alluring allium flower!
new neighbors
riding their new mower
we roll our eyes
at the dandelions and
spring onions gone to waste
c. Diane Mayr
Appreciations to creative Margaret, Diane, & to all you inventive poem makers.
Some day I will catch up to you.
Appreciations to Laura Shovan, who is one fantabulous poem maker,
debut MG author & poetry blogging pal.
19 responses to “More poetry, promptly!”
Thanks, everyone! I’m getting ready to do the project wrap up. It was wonderful to circle back and read these poems.
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…and then it burst
dispersing future selves to the wind,
each sending up hollow stems
through roadside grass.
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appreciations, Adrian!
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Sorry, I sent this to Laura yesterday morning –
Day 28
A Part of Me
The rest of the world faded away
The important thing was
They were all safe
My job was done
Now they would burst free
And become what they were meant to be
While I would be
As withered as they were full
As brown as they were green
As dry as they were succulent
As much a part of them as they were a part of me.
©2016, Donna JT Smith, all rights reserved
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Appreciations for “A Part of Me.”
It feels like a warm enbrace about the cycle of life.
I expect to go back day by day, & visit #FoundObjectPoems Day images
& the creativity they prompted.
We all roll along on differently personal schedules.
(Especially on a weekend…)
more thanks, Donna.
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Allium
A burgeoning bud
Lollipops into the sky
Launches into an
Illuminated
Umbel
Making merry in the garden
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Quite special, this “Allium.”
(Will anyone assist me with Umbei.
New to me & my Merriam-Webster online isn’t giving it up.)
Also, I sew with this mighty fine contribution, I need to stay after school for some spelling lessons 🙂
more thanks!
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umbel –with an l, not an i 🙂 “An umbel is an inflorescence which consists of a number of short flower stalks (called pedicels) which spread from a common point, somewhat like umbrella ribs. The word was coined in botany in the 1590s, from Latin umbella “parasol, sunshade.”
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Appreciations. The definition is poetic, itself. Plus a new word (pedicel) within that. And I have to say
inforescence is a lovely word, too. Many thanks.
Plus, gotta wear me readers more often.
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Jan, thank you for hosting today. I really enjoyed your poem. The ending was clever and the message full of positivity. I tweeted you the digital composition I created for Day 28’s Found Object Poem Project just now. I have had computer glitches for two days so I have been preoccupied. I thank you for mentioning me after your delightful poem. One more day. Congratulations to all of the writers who build a collection of poems to enjoy throughout the year. Also a big thanks to Laura for her creative spirit and constant presence in our writerly lives.
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And appreciations back to you.
And I’m for standing up with big applause + gratitude to Laura Shovan.
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Day 28
Garlic
You don’t know my flower,
a bundle of blooms rising above the July garden.
You know my bulbs,
braided in papery chains.
You know my cloves,
crushed under the flat silver knife blade.
You know my juice,
sticky on your fingers.
You know my scent,
rich, insistent, mouth-watering.
You know me sliced and minced,
roasted and diced.
You can’t live without me,
and you know it.
©Mary Lee Hahn, 2016
http://www.maryleehahn.com/2016/02/found-object-poem-project_28.html
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Oh Mary Lee, how did you reach into my frontal lobe (or another section of neurons?)
& mind read.
I can’t live without garlic.
And you have provided Laura Shovan’s Day 28 with an uncommon image of the
everyday kitchen wonder crucial to so many cooks.
Brava! with a side of cloves in a mushroom saute sauce, to you.
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Love the voice in your poem, rather triumphant, isn’t she? I’m sometimes surprised at the words that come from gazing at all these prompts, and this is one of them. Perhaps it’s because of my pride in a recent graduate, but who really knows? Thanks for hosting again, Jan. Hope you’re having a marvelous “final” Sunday in February 2016!
Day 28
Through a Different Lens
The graduate stands expectant,
smiling,
mortarboard tilting, ready to fly.
She carries seeds of past experiences
soon to burst and bloom upon her new world.
Linda Baie ©All Rights Reserved
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Oh, I love the way you’ve enlarged this found object
into this graduate’s future.
Appreciations, always, for your nurturing words, Linda.
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DAY 28
Poem By Jessica Bigi
FAITH
F lower full seeds
A ccomplishing dreams
I magining impacting
T eaching planting
H opeful healing
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An elegant way to express this heartfelt idea, acrosticaly, Jessia. Appreciations.
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Thank you and for hosting I Cant wait to read the other poems
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Appreciations, Jessica.
You are a huge part of the success of Laura’s month – you &
the faithful poem makers day by day, week by week.
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