This Quote was on the wall of the restroom at my sons new school today.
I love Poem in Your Pocket Day.
It rarely turns out as I imagine it.
My son does not have school today.
leaving Poetry hither and yon all day.
laying on the picnic table with his nose deep in a book.
The sun was shining on his lanky limbs and the cat curled in his arms.
I watched him through the window as he pet the cat and turned the pages of his book.
High School. There I said it.
On the way to school we stopped for tea.
No one has ever come back with this. I was ecstatic!
Of COURSE I know them.
discussing the upcoming Slam at Cafe Nuba on November 30th.
I handed out Poems while at my sons High School.
the Priest who teaches Theology and the Philosophy of Faith.
I handed the Poems to the Dean and to a Math instructor.
Poem in Your Pocket Day hasn't gone as I planned.
It was far better than I planned.
Ones who need a slip of hope.
~ by Step On a Crack on April 26, 2012.
Yay for your son! Yay for our friend Caddo!
Who but you would wander around handing out poetry (and cybering out poetry)! You're something!
I love For Each of You!
Poetry may not be cream filled donuts (wow! those sound Delicious!) but it feeds in a different way.
I love the little villiage that is blogging! Good to be here and I'm glad you had such a good day. It encourages my heart.
It is AMAZING here! I never in my wildest dreams expected this wonderful stuff: connection, friendship, mentorship (thank you!) Love….
I can see you in my minds eye: That makes me SO happy!
Caddo, what you give everyday is a Gift beyond measure. I do NOT know how you do it. You are a Marvel.