Collaborative Poetry

Gifts from the Four Directions

Loblolly Marsh Look-out

In the East,
yellow leaves and the super
hot sun reminds me of a peach.
Hope in a new day.

In the South,
leaves of red–red cedar wood tree.
when I look at the South,
I look at the Beautiful-Life.

In the West,
spiky Mystery that flies —monarch
butterfly wing spots—and the dark
of the buckeye, reddish black.

In the North,
Wisdom’s white rocks and white doors.
It’s a little purple in the middle—
the white morning-glory.

Collaborative poem by Claire (East), Tyler (South), Ethan (West), and Cameron (North)

Participants in “Among Sights, Sounds and Silences: A Poetry Workshop at the Limberlost”

Bones in a Forest

It’s death exposed
in leaves, nuts and dirt—

on display like a museum
brought to us today.

Maybe it’s a dinosaur
like my dinosaur

and his name is Baby Dinosaur.
Or it could be a coyote

with a long jawbone
for a better bite.

It could be a dog
that fell down panting

because he was tired.
The white teeth

look like saws
of old farmers

staring at this land
only dreaming.

Collaborative poems by Cameron, Claire, Than, Peggy, Rosemary and Tyler

Participants in “Among Sights, Sounds, and Silences: A Poetry Workshop at the Limberlost”

Thank you to Rosemary Freedman for the photos and to Jack Freedman for the group photo.

Thank you to Indiana Poet Laureate Shari Wagner for creating and teaching these poetry workshops at Limberlost this year.