Amy at The Poem Farm is hosting this week's round-up of poetic goodness. Be sure to stop by to see her poem, "a quiet boat."I love how Amy says that repeated words layer like cozy sweaters. I'm letting the poem I wrotefor Slice of Life do double duty this week.
Thanks to our friends at Two Writing Teachers for hosting this meeting place
each Tuesday and nurturing our writing lives.
S'more Time
My first camping trip in years
and I loved our nighttime s'mores
of crunchy graham crackers
with golden marshmallows toasted to perfection,
and melted chocolate oozing out the sides.
But as I reflect on that culinary delight,
I realize that I need . . .
s'more time to gaze at the crackling flames of our campfire,
s'more time to linger in the starry night,
s'more time to watch Sara's and Will's outdoor expertise,
s'more time to sip hot chocolate around our morning fire,
s'more time to throw rocks into the ocean,
s'more time to dig in the sand,
s'more time to watch Jack and Grandpa take walks together,
s'more time to snuggle a sleepy boy as he sings with me,
s'more time to watch Jack's explorations,
s'more time to savor the magnificent outdoors together.
-Ramona Behnke
