Animation by DemonDeLuxe (Dominique Toussaint), from Wikimedia Commons
Z IS FOR THE END
The month has zipped by,
although some days
the writing was
much zippier than others.
Like the teeth of the zipper
we writers came together,
locking ideas to make a chain.
The prompt was our slider.
I thank you, fellow poets,
for joining me
in binding word to word,
thought to image.
This common daily work,
putting one word after another,
has brought us close,
will link us forever.
©Mary Lee Hahn, 2013
The theme of my 2013 National Poetry Month Project was
"Common Inspiration--Uncommon Creations."
Here are some of my students' creations:
Inspired by the fire breather |
Inspired by the fire breather |
Inspired by the fire breather |
Volcano cake inspired by the fire breather |
The above three inspired by Le Silence |
Foodscape/sculpture of the Broadway Tower with an imaginative landscape surrounding it! |
To go with the Rubik's Cube animation
And the poems that were inspired by the harp music:
that sound calms
me down every
time I hear
it going past
nice and fast
just the
way I
dream
it
--B
SOUND OF BEAUTY
The brush of a harp.
The melody.
The sound.
The feeling.
The beauty.
--No
ANGELS
It feels like
angels are flying
over me,
playing their soothing harps,
sounds relaxing.
--Na
FLOWERS AND HARPS
When I think of flowers
I remember the
sound of harps. They are
both peaceful and
relaxing. They make me feel
safe.
--Jo
peace harmony
freedom
happiness
Litmus
Lozenge
vengeance sorrow
pain agony
honor courage
respect
--Re
TWOs
Two harps
play
two beautiful
sounds
like two flowers
twirling around and
around
like two friends
caring for
each other
like two blue jays
singing
sister and brother
like two people
giving gifts on special days
like two children
wanting
to play
like two angels
watching
for us
like two harps
playing
two
beautiful
sounds.
--Ra
Had to remember
A loved one.
Running my fingers on the strings making
Peaceful music.
--M
NICE SOUNDS
That sound, what is that
it's so...peaceful.
It makes me calm down,
overjoyed, I went to where
it came from.
It was at a church
it was a girl playing
her harp.
I walk in and
she stops, she looks
at me then looks away
and starts playing
again.
--G
HARPS
The music from heaven
letting us know the right way
like a rainbow in the clear sky
it is quiet music that
makes us feel safe.
--Y
HARP
The music is peaceful
like crickets making music.
All the sounds come together
like every feather of a bird.
This piece had harmony
like a two instrument symphony.
Playing my harp
making beautiful music.
Plucking the strings,
playing something inspirational.
Inspiration,
that made this poem.
--J
no stopping
back and forth, forth and back.
no stopping; for there is no
time in this new world.
back and forth, forth and back.
as i lean against ellis,
i try to remember those days.
back and forth, forth and back.
one year more until
this war is out of my head.
back and forth, forth and back.
my life is full of melodies,
and i need them to live.
--S
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