Today’s prompt is to write a description poem.
by Beth Weaver-Kreider
Golden in golden light,
he shines among the leaves
(golden like the autumn sun itself
slanting through sycamore),
he wades through layers
of leaves in the yard.
1. Tight four-part harmony. Young women’s quartet singing, “Make Us Instruments of Your Peace.” Such incredible musicians at my school.
2. I got to meet Hudson this morning. Sarah, a student who is training six-month-old Hudson to be a service dog, brings him to school for part of each day to help him learn to work within a school setting. She brought him to my room this morning. Their bond is powerful. She is a mature and intuitive caretaker, gently and sweetly offering him correction (“Try again”) and praising him when he succeeds.
3. Sun through the golden oak tree outside the Fine Arts Center.
4. Safety Pins–All the safety pins. People declaring themselves to be safe presence.
5. This is surreal and hilarious and so delightful I almost had to stop my car. On the way out of school this afternoon, I followed a goat. A man driving a motorized wheelchair was pulling a little blue trailer. In the trailer was a little white goat, wagging its tail happily and looking around curiously. I felt like I had driven into a Dr. Seuss book.
May we walk in Beauty!