At One Time Or Another

Laurel Leigh can’t help writing poetry. She’s just been in denial. Thanks to Luther Allen for creating space for children’s poetry. I would have loved this as a kid but would have been too shy.

Dear Writers

Dear Writers,

When poet maestro Luther Allen asked me to bring a children’s poem to the upcoming SpeakEasy 16 event at Mount Baker Theatre in Bellingham WA, my first thought was:

“If only I were a poet.”

But everyone is a poet at one time or another.

It’s in the way they smile . . .

Selah and Hollie

 Or the way they move . . .

Pizza Toss

Or care for the neighborhood . . .

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About cjprinceauthor

I write. I read. I write and read...I listen to raindrops on begonias, talk to ravens, dance with dragons. I practice Tai Chi in a barn, I sleep with earth stones and tarot cards. I celebrate each day. Join me!
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One Response to At One Time Or Another

  1. Laurel Leigh says:

    Aww, thanks for the reblog, CJ! See you soon!

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