Project Poetry Month 2024
Poem by Aaron Quist. Art by Ben Roseland.
Poem by Katie Anne Jamieson. Sleeping Bear Dunes by Bob Watson
Verna By Jamie Parker at Wildwoods Workshop
Familiars Entranced
Entranced by her wispy gaze
Perched with curiosity
The opalescence of her soul captures me
Our thoughts blend dimensions on a timeless loom
Weaving our hearts and boundless souls
Love takes flight in exalted spirit
By Lisa Dykes
Lorraine Schreiber By Terri Abbott
The Crown
It’s best to rule a kingdom
of one. Let someone elevate you,
not because you’re rich
or blueblood, but because
you’ve weathered this thorny life,
felt the weight of stones and
stood under the silent bone-colored
stars. The hawk is regal,
but so is the gnat
who circles frantically for one
week. The tortoise strolls
over stony soil
for a hundred years
taking the long slow road home.
By Nancy Botkin
See The Local Shelf
The Meeting By Mary Ann Pals
A Convivial Relationship
Hey, we are both adults here
But I feel uncomfortable
With your approach
Which to me is a little bit too forward
Why, we aren’t even friends
And you have landed on my hand
As if it were a flower
But I must say, it is exciting
That of all the people here
In this beautiful butterfly garden
You have chosen me
Which I find fascinating and a bit romantic
But you are too friendly and eager
To drink my sweat
Which I find in a way lustful
And besides what is all this leading to?
I ask you as you fly away
Indifferent, after getting what you wanted
By Thomas Christensen
Wiley by Bill Mueller
Possibilities
Invincible,
With vistas calling.
Ageless eyes poised.
Naive, yet forthright,
To conquer the world.
I can touch the sky.
I can meet the day.
Such are the possibilities.
By Carol Estes
Surfer by James Kalka
There are times
We must throw ourselves against
The rugged and bruising adventure of life
Sing into the gale
Overcome the stinging sand
Smiling with grit in our teeth
Our reflexes stretched
Our courage and strength tested
Rise in the face of our destiny
the hurricane batters the stones around us
We come to life
We know not why
Our lives are intended
Golden light in the crown of trees
Silver sparkle on the crest of wave
By Dan Breen
Two Sides by Kristina Knowski
Snow Meeting Spring
Snow
meets Spring,
Spring sings a greeting,
and Snow nods,
knowing she
is leaving soon,
they
will converge again
next year.
By Lori Caskey-Sigety
