This week's ArtSpeak: RED poem is inspired by the many childhood adventures I had with my sweet sister.... we're still enjoying adventures together!
Sister Sister
Sister, slip your slippers on.
Sister, come to breakfast.
Let's sip some fresh squeezed
orange juice,
smear sticky jam on toast
and lick it from our fingers.
Sister, slip your slippers off.
Sister come outside.
Let's dip into the morning woods
Quick, let's zip past
Fox's neighborhood --
Wait, Sister, not so fast!
Today, let's listen to the clover grow.
Today let's be rain –
and linger.
- Irene Latham
Such a scene you wrote this poignant poem from, Irene. Love the color brightness & the hurried excitement of the speaker.
ReplyDeleteI love the sensory pull of fresh squeezed orange juice and sticky jam. Add the repetition of let's in your poem and you have a perfect invite to sisterly fun!
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