POETRY PERCOLATES MORE THAN COFFEE

When our prose is clunky or cloudy, writing poetry can keep the mind and imagination percolating. After all, our mantra is Write, Write, Write. We jostle words and arc stories daily to crack open that gem of a story. When our brains are fuzzed, I suggest penciling poems.

Living in Colorado in 1981, I often sat in nature when wrestling writers’ block. One day, while sitting on a boulder with my journal, a lizard scrutinized me. We started a conversation. I tried to capture it verse:

Hello, Mr. Lizard, or Are You Ms.?

How clever of you to camouflage your existence

by blending with bark and bushes!

You must teach me the art of concealment,

if you would be so kind.

Plainly, my red flannel would not be

your choice of attire in these woods.

May I peer closer to get better acquainted

as you cock your head my way?

Oh, how your golden eyes mirror the sunlight,

reflecting rays of unease at my presence.

Would you please forgive my intrusion

into your Utopian solitude?

Oh, the jokes we would swap if we could but move

beyond the language of body and eyes!

What wisdom you could share given your age

and my youth!

Thank you, dear lizard, for our silent conversation,

an exchange of emotions between species.

After all, we are family under this galaxy of stars;

vital allies in our quest to carry on.

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Marsha Elyn Wright

Bursts of belly-laughs. Raised eye-brows. Teary trickles. Heart tugs. Grumbly mutters and more. Good storytelling sparks emotions and memories in us. It connects cultures and generations. The best words create melodies on a page we can sing reading aloud. These story songs expand, challenge, affirm, and delight us. My hope is that my storytelling creates this magic for you.

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