In the mad days of March, it helps to slow down once in a while and write some short poems.
snow falls
I watch
drifting
©Molly Hogan
When I don’t find inspiration outside my window, I enjoy starting my days with Alex Price’s daily #CinquainPrompt.
prompt: paddle
above
water’s surface
the mallard floats serene
no sign of the mad paddling
beneath
©Molly Hogan
prompt: sense
Spring pauses
offstage, out of sight.
You can sense her presence,
even through new-fallen snow.
Soon…soon…
©Molly Hogan
This week’s Poetry Friday Roundup is hosted by Laura Purdie Salas at her blog. She’s sharing an invitation to join her in April with a creative poetry project. Be sure to stop by and enjoy poems of all lengths and forms!
Nix the comfort zone 
Molly, these are beautiful…simple and beautiful. I adore spare poems. Just a few words say so much.
That mad paddling!
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I had great fun saying “mad paddling” again and again! 🙂
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Small poems to me are those perfect little snapshots of #poemsofpresence. Perhaps we are looking too hard for an April project and it’s right here, present with us all along…
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Interesting point, Margaret! After slicing all month in March, I never want to commit to too much in April.
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I enjoyed all your poems, especially the one about the mallard. Never thought about it this way. Thanks for the connection with Laura Purdy Salas! Enjoy your weekend!
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Thanks! I’m not sure it was an original thought about the mallard! I’m pretty sure there’s a saying out there somewhere…
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Beautiful! Such a lot in little poems. Thank you!
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Thanks for stopping by!
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Molly, I love your little poems. I like the double meaning of drifting in the first–the snow and our minds while we watch it. The paddling mallard is sweet.
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Even though spring will be welcome, I’ll miss falling snow. That drifting is so mindful somehow!
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These are really lovely, Molly.
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I’m a big Alex Price cinquain fan too! Gonna take a page from your short-poem ideas!
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I love the prompts! Even when I don’t share, I’m always noodling around in my notebook. I do love when I come across yours (though I don’t check Twitter as often as I might…)
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Lovely, Molly, I especially like the idea of “offstage”. Now I’ll imagine it peeking between the curtains!
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Oh! I love that image, Linda!
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Thank you for these Molly! They’re great. I especially loved your first poem. Out of one of our windows we can see some bright lights a block away, and snow always seems to be drifting slowly through them. Happy almost-Spring!
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Snowfall is beautifully hypnotic, isn’t it!?
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Molly, I love all of your short poems. I agree with others that your short poems have so much meaning. Snow falling always mesmerizes me and lifts me. Great juxtapose and images in “floats serene” to “mad paddling”. I love your personification of spring pausing offstage and “sense her presence” “through the new-fallen snow.” The birds around here have been so chatty and busy sensing spring. Today at my feeder, I had two beautiful bluebirds! Their becoming brighter, but not as bright as the bluebird photo you took. Sunday spring will be hiding around here with cold temperatures and wind gusts. Enjoy your weekend. Thank you for sharing.
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That first poem. Just five words, but so perfect. You are amazing.
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These are beautiful–that first one…drifting…really takes me.
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So much is going on under the surface of your paddling poem, Molly. Well done on your ‘wee words’. 😉
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Lovely collection here Molly, I really like your two cinquain poems, the surprise in the “paddling” and the anticipation in your closing words of “sense,” thanks for all Molly!
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