Saturday, April 29, 2017

Mom's rhyme, rhythm and reasons #NPM17

There's a strange light in the sky today. I'm not sure what it is. If it were farther away, it might be a star. I'll watch and see if it shows up again. If I figure out what it is, I'll report back. Not having the sky covered over with clouds is kind of freaky as we near the end of April. April showers, May flowers, all that.

two purple finches, one gold finch
Photo by J. Harrington

Next month's May flowers help celebrate Mother's Day two weeks from tomorrow. That should give each of us plenty of time to do personal cards and avoiding the saccharine tone of many commercial cards. Every mother I've ever met has always said she preferred something home-made by her own children's hands so, for National Poetry Month's suggestion 29, on April 29, let's "Get ready for Mother’s Day by making a card featuring a line of poetry."

If you want to be even more original, try using some, most, or all of these words, prompted by visitors to our feeder this morning. This is just an example. Make it easy and use a rhyming dictionary for your own list.
  • finch
  • cinch
  • pinch
  • flinch
  • clinch
  • Grinch
  • inch
Put together with a little inspiration, a drawing, and lots of love, you could please your Mom with something like this:
Mom, it's a cinch
That you could pinch
Mr. Grinch
Into a clinch
And make him flinch,
Step back and inch,
And save a house finch.
I hope your day is sunny and warm and full of poetry and Mother love.

Because You Asked about the Line Between Prose and Poetry

Howard Nemerov, 1920 - 1991

Sparrows were feeding in a freezing drizzle
That while you watched turned to pieces of snow 
Riding a gradient invisible
From silver aslant to random, white, and slow.

There came a moment that you couldn’t tell.
And then they clearly flew instead of fell.

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