Slice of Life Story Challenge March 12 - A New Leaf
I have a notebook purely dedicated to poetry. I have been periodically lifting poems from my old writer’s notebooks, revising them and then entering them into my poet’s notebook, titled -'Poetry Is My Oxygen.' The name comes from a conversation I had with a young writer, some years back, just as I was leaving a Grade 5 classroom at PS 20 in Clinton Hill, Brooklyn.N.Y. A boy approached me and spoke. 'Poetry is my oxygen,' he said. 'What's yours?'
It's an odd assortment of poems. They are random examples of verse.They don’t fit into any particular theme or topic. I guess I just wanted these poems to have company.
Yesterday, I entered a poem simply titled, ‘Leaf’ into my collection of eclectic poems. The poem, inspired by a leaf I found lying near our garage took some time to evolve. My initial response was to take a photograph of what caught my eye. I was attracted to its vibrant colors. It was some time later that I found myself wishing to tell its story.