Ribbons of Children – v4

Amid the controlled chaos on the playground
gathering children before school
a living “Where’s Waldo” poster,
the schoolyard, the playground this morning
ribbons of children, running, skipping,
dancing over the blacktop, together, as one…
 
Being children, free, out in the open air
under a summer sky of blue, still summer,
at the very start of the school year,
snaking their way, through the hopscotch,
the jump rope, the tag and the banter,
coursing, like ants to the nest,
following a scent line in the dust…
 
No hands were held,
but they moved together,
as if connected, dancing, singing,
a ribbon of children, moving,
snaking a path through the others,
giggling, shouting, laughing all the way…
 
====================
Edited January 31, 2024
Ribbons of Children – v4
 
Edited January 31, 2024
A ribbon of children – v2
https://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2024/01/a-ribbon-of-children-v2.html
Edited July 25, 2019
Ribbons of Children – v3
https://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2019/07/ribbons-of-children-v3.html
April 28, 2013
A ribbon of children
https://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2013/04/a-ribbon-of-children.html
Edited April 24, 2013
Ribbons of Children – v2
http://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2013/04/ribbons-of-children-v2.html
August 29, 2008
Ribbons of Children
http://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2008/08/ribbons-of-children.html
Pembroke Village School
 
All of my poems, photographs, and videos are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 1999, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016, 2017, 2018, 2019, 2020, 2021, 2022, 2023, and 2024. All rights are reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss (raymondafoss@gmail.com)  for usage. See all 53,000+ of my poems at www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com  Poetry Where You Live.
 
Poetry, child, creator, dance, faith poetry, Family, God, hands, laughing, NH, Pembroke Village School, play, schools, Shanequa, Shyanne, singing, Suncook NH, children,
 
#poetry #child #creator #dance #faithpoetry #Family #God #hands #laughing #play #schools #singing

A ribbon of children – v2

Watching, silently,
on the edge of the playground,
a father dropping off children,
releasing them to the school…
 
Amid the controlled chaos
a living “Where’s Waldo” poster,
the schoolyard, playground this morning,
watching them forming, a living thread…
 
A ribbon of children,
running, skipping,
dancing across the blacktop,
as if stitched together, a line…
 
Being children, free,
out in the open air
snaking their way,
through the hopscotch court…
 
The jump rope,
the tag and the banter,
coursing, like ants to the nest,
following a scent line in the dust…
 
No hands were held,
but they moved together,
as if connected, giggling,
a ribbon of children, moving,
laughing as one…
 
----------------
Edited January 31, 2024
A ribbon of children – v2
 
Edited July 25, 2019
Ribbons of Children – v3
https://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2019/07/ribbons-of-children-v3.html

April 28, 2013
A ribbon of children
https://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2013/04/a-ribbon-of-children.html

Edited April 24, 2013
Ribbons of Children – v2
http://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2013/04/ribbons-of-children-v2.html
August 29, 2008
Ribbons of Children
http://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2008/08/ribbons-of-children.html
Pembroke Village School
 
All of my poems, photographs, and videos are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 1999, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016, 2017, 2018, 2019, 2020, 2021, 2022, 2023, and 2024. All rights are reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss (raymondafoss@gmail.com)  for usage. See all 53,000+ of my poems at www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com  Poetry Where You Live.
 
Poetry, August, chaos, child, control, creator, dance, faith poetry, Family, God, hands, laughing, NH, Pembroke Village School, play, schools, Shanequa, Shyanne, singing, Suncook NH,
 
#poetry #August #chaos #child #control #creator #dance #faithpoetry #Family #God #hands #laughing #NH #play #schools #Shanequa #Shyanne #singing #SuncookNH

Ribbons of Children – v3

Amid the controlled chaos on the playground

the gathering of children before school

the living “Where’s Waldo” poster

the schoolyard, playground this morning

ribbons of children, running, skipping,

dancing over the blacktop, together

being children, free, out in the open air

under a summer sky of blue

at the very start of the school year

snaking their way, through the hopscotch

the jump rope, the tag and the banter

coursing, like ants to the nest

following a scent line in the dust

no hands were held,

but they moved together

as if connected, giggling and

a ribbon of children, moving,

snaking a path through the others

giggling, shouting, laughing all the way

====================

edited July 25, 2019

Ribbons of Children – v3

(editing version 2)

Edited April 28, 2013

“A ribbon of children”

http://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2013/04/a-ribbon-of-children.html

Edited April 24, 2013

“Ribbons of Children – v2”

http://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2013/04/ribbons-of-children-v2.html

August 29, 2008

“Ribbons of Children”

http://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2008/08/ribbons-of-children.html

Pembroke Village School

All of my poems, photographs, and videos are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 1999, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016, 2017, 2018, and 2019. All rights are reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss (raymondafoss@gmail.com)  for usage. See all 51,000+ of my poems at www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live. 

August, chaos, child, control, creator, dance, faith poetry, Family, God, hands, laugh, NH, Pembroke Village School, play, schools, Shanequa, Shyanne, sing, Suncook NH, way,

#August #chaos #child #control #creator #dance #faithpoetry #Family #God #hands #laugh #NH #play #schools #Shanequa #Shyanne #sing #SuncookNH #way

Not so little anymore – v2

Not so little anymore, our baby girl

the others there with her

all of them grown up

new grades, a new school

she now in the fifth grade

off on the bus, the first day,

where has the summer gone,

our baby’s grown before our eyes

a start to the new year

Edited November 22, 2013

Not so little anymore – v2

August 29, 2012

Not so little anymore

http://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2012/08/not-so-little-anymore.html

1^st day of school,

Shanequa now in middle school,

at Village School bus stop

All of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012. All rights reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage. See all 19,830+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.

Screened behind the Forsythia – v2

A cluster of daffodils,

variegated in color

hiding, behind the yellow

screened behind the forsythia

Seeking out their stature

their beauty partially obscured

as a demur flower, hidden

in the shadow of the leaves

Edited October 27, 2013

Screened behind the Forsythia – v2

April 6, 2010

Screened behind the Forsythia

http://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2010/04/screened-behind-forsythia.html

(with photograph)

Pembroke Village School

Suncook, NH

All of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013. All rights reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage. See all 26,260+ of my poems at www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.

A ribbon of children

Watching, silently

on the edge of the playground

a father dropping off children

releasing them to the school

amid the controlled chaos

a living “Where’s Waldo” poster

the schoolyard, playground this morning

watching the forming, a living thread

a ribbon of children,

running, skipping,

dancing across

the blacktop, together

being children, free,

out in the open air

snaking their way,

through the hopscotch

the jump rope,

the tag and the banter

coursing, like ants to the nest

following a scent line in the dust

no hands were held,

but they moved

as if connected, giggling

a ribbon of children, moving,

laughing together

Edited April 28, 2013

“A ribbon of children”

Edited April 24, 2013

“Ribbons of Children – v2”

http://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2013/04/ribbons-of-children-v2.html

August 29, 2008

“Ribbons of Children”

http://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2008/08/ribbons-of-children.html

Pembroke Village School

All of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013. All rights reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage. See all 23,160+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.

Ribbons of Children – v2

Amid the controlled chaos

the living “Where’s Waldo” poster

the schoolyard, playground this morning

ribbons of children, running, skipping,

dancing over the blacktop, together

being children, free, out in the open air

snaking their way, through the hopscotch

the jump rope, the tag and the banter

coursing, like ants to the nest

following a scent line in the dust

no hands were held,

but they moved together

as if connected, giggling and

a ribbon of children, moving,

laughing all the way

Edited April 24, 2013

August 29, 2008

“Ribbons of Children”

http://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2008/08/ribbons-of-children.html

Pembroke Village School

All of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013. All rights reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage. See all 23,090+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.

Lilac Air – reprise – v6

A cloud of intoxication

flooding my senses

slowing our steps

(or mine at least)

savoring the moment

gathering in the nectar

the aerosol of fragrance

breathing springtime in

my lung full of the fragrance

Whites and purples

different shades of the bouquets

as if colors themselves emitted aromas

painting the sky with their shades

richly, urgently, calling me

wooing me, intoxicating,

to linger in the dew of fragrance

to drink of these spirits

perfumes falling down on me

raining as I walk

-------

Edited February 8, 2013

“Lilac Air – reprise – v6

Edited February 4, 2013

“Lilac Air – reprise – v5”

http://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2013/02/lilac-air-reprise-v5.html

Edited January 4, 2013

“Lilac Air – reprise – v2”

http://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2013/01/lilac-air-reprise-v2.html

May 11, 2010

“Lilac Air - reprise”

written about our walks to school last week

because of the lilacs on the way

Pembroke Village School

Suncook, NH

--------

Lilac Air

Sweet, intoxicating, alluring

spreading out onto the playground

the bush changing the air

soft, subtle, a presence

lilac air at the side of the school

calling, enticing the passersby

to linger, to drink

aerosol nectar

sweet, lively spring perfume

a perfect fragrance,

rich with memory

under a cloudy blue sky

warm this Wednesday afternoon

Living bouquet,

a balance of purple, of green

set off against, before

red brick of the school

May 13, 2009

Pembroke Village School

Suncook, NH

All of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013. All rights reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage. See all 22,060+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.

Lilac Air – reprise – v5

A cloud of intoxication

flooding my senses

slowing our steps

(or mine at least)

gathering in the nectar

the aerosol of fragrance

breathing springtime in

Whites and purples

different shades of the bouquets

as if colors themselves emitted aromas

richly, urgently, calling me

wooing me, intoxicating,

to linger in the dew of fragrance

perfumes falling down on me

raining on my walk

-------

Edited February 4, 2013

“Lilac Air – reprise – v5”

Edited January 4, 2013

“Lilac Air – reprise – v2”

http://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2013/01/lilac-air-reprise-v2.html

May 11, 2010

“Lilac Air - reprise”

written about our walks to school last week

because of the lilacs on the way

Pembroke Village School

Suncook, NH

--------

Lilac Air

Sweet, intoxicating, alluring

spreading out onto the playground

the bush changing the air

soft, subtle, a presence

lilac air at the side of the school

calling, enticing the passersby

to linger, to drink

aerosol nectar

sweet, lively spring perfume

a perfect fragrance,

rich with memory

under a cloudy blue sky

warm this Wednesday afternoon

Living bouquet,

a balance of purple, of green

set off against, before

red brick of the school

May 13, 2009

Pembroke Village School

Suncook, NH

All of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013. All rights reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage. See all 22,040+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.

Lilac Air – reprise – v4

A cloud of intoxication

slowing our steps,

or mine at least;

Gathering in the nectar

the aerosol of fragrance

breathing springtime in

The white and purple

different layers of scents

matching somehow the colors;

Richly, urgently, calling me

to linger in the dew of fragrance

raining, falling down on me

-------

Edited February 4, 2013

“Lilac Air – reprise – v4”

May 11, 2010

“Lilac Air - reprise”

written about our walks to school last week

because of the lilacs on the way

Pembroke Village School

Suncook, NH

--------

Lilac Air

Sweet, intoxicating, alluring

spreading out onto the playground

the bush changing the air

soft, subtle, a presence

lilac air at the side of the school

calling, enticing the passersby

to linger, to drink

aerosol nectar

sweet, lively spring perfume

a perfect fragrance,

rich with memory

under a cloudy blue sky

warm this Wednesday afternoon

Living bouquet,

a balance of purple, of green

set off against, before

red brick of the school

May 13, 2009

Pembroke Village School

Suncook, NH

All of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013. All rights reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage. See all 22,040+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.

Lilac Air – reprise – v3

A cloud of intoxication

flooding all my senses

slowing our steps

(or mine at least)

gathering in the nectar

breathing in springtime

Whites and purples

different shades of perfumes

colors themselves emitted aromas

richly, urgently, calling me

to linger in the dew of fragrance

grace falling down on me

-------

Edited January 5, 2013

Edited January 4, 2013

May 11, 2010

written about our walks to school last week

because of the lilacs on the way

Pembroke Village School

Suncook, NH

--------

Lilac Air

Sweet, intoxicating, alluring

spreading out onto the playground

the bush changing the air

soft, subtle, a presence

lilac air at the side of the school

calling, enticing the passersby

to linger, to drink

aerosol nectar

sweet, lively spring perfume

a perfect fragrance,

rich with memory

under a cloudy blue sky

warm this Wednesday afternoon

Living bouquet,

a balance of purple, of green

set off against, before

red brick of the school

May 13, 2009

Pembroke Village School

Suncook, NH

All of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013. All rights reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage. See all 22,000+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.

Lilac Air – reprise – v2

A cloud of intoxication

flooding my senses

slowing our steps

(or mine at least)

gathering in the nectar

breathing springtime in

Whites and purples

different shades of bouquets

as if colors themselves emitted aromas

richly, urgently, calling me

to linger in the dew of fragrance

perfumes falling down on me

-------

Edited January 4, 2013

May 11, 2010

written about our walks to school last week

because of the lilacs on the way

Pembroke Village School

Suncook, NH

--------

Lilac Air

Sweet, intoxicating, alluring

spreading out onto the playground

the bush changing the air

soft, subtle, a presence

lilac air at the side of the school

calling, enticing the passersby

to linger, to drink

aerosol nectar

sweet, lively spring perfume

a perfect fragrance,

rich with memory

under a cloudy blue sky

warm this Wednesday afternoon

Living bouquet,

a balance of purple, of green

set off against, before

red brick of the school

May 13, 2009

Pembroke Village School

Suncook, NH

All of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013. All rights reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage. See all 21,990+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.

Blond Hair Shimmering – v2

Her blond hair shimmering
in low morning sunlight
accented by chartreuse and goldenrod
the sun hiding, not visible
behind the house across the street
Only it’s light, shining
lighting up the willow tree
the branches hanging, filaments, not dreadlocks
light blond hair just washed and combed
each strand illumined, as if from within
bright, glowing, calling my attention
touches of green bleeding through
where the shoots are blooming
bursting, hastening spring time
just days away now


=====
Edited August 29, 2012
“Blond Hair Shimmering – v2”
March 17, 2010
“Blond Hair Shimmering”
St. Patrick’s Day
at Pembroke Village School
Suncook, NH


All of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012. All rights reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage. See all 19,830+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.

Not so little anymore

Not so little anymore, our baby girl
the others there with her
all of them grown up
new grades, new school
she now in the fifth grade
off on the bus, the first day,
where has the summer gone,
a start to the new year


August 29, 2012
1st day of school,
Shanequa now in middle school,
at Village School bus stop

All of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012. All rights reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage. See all 19,830+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.

In the First Bloom

In the first bloom
the promise of full blossom
the color waiting
for the right time
The teasing yellow
emerged from the green

The winter over
the dark night ending
the colors alive
soon to be ablaze

April 12, 2011
Pembroke Village School
Suncook, NH





All of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012. All rights reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage. See all 20,900+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.

With the same gait

She ran to see her friend
coming back together
the green clogs and the gray sneakers
walking together
Not running, not skipping
not walking in a march
but walking with the same gait
back to the rest of us

October 6, 2010
Pembroke Village School
Pembroke, NH
about 7:40am


All of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012. All rights reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage. See all 19,180+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.

The Crunch of the Grass

The brittle lawn
the early leaves
brown where green should be
under my feet

The crunch of the grass
far to audible
loudly breaking
as I walked to school

The air oppressive
spooned into my lungs
the sweat pouring
on the way home


September, 2010
about my walk to the
Pembroke Village School
Pembroke, NH
September 1, 2010
after school, in the high 90’s.


All of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012. All rights reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage. See all 19,200+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.

Blue, not Purple

The lilacs illumined
in the morning sun
hard to describe the color
so soft, finely spun

Blue, not purple
like faded blue jeans
softer than the morning sky
of a pastel azure blue

Fragrant so soft
like power on the air
a treasure of the morn
wish we all could be there


May 13, 2010
lilacs at Pembroke Village School
after Mr. Quinn commented on the
following poem, posted on Facebook
5/12/2010


------------

Lilac Air – reprise

A cloud of intoxication
slowing our steps
or mine at least
gathering in the nectar
breathing springtime in

The white and purple
different shades of scents
matching somehow the colors
richly, urgently, calling me
to linger in the dew of fragrance
falling down on me


May 11, 2010
written about our walks to school last week
because of the lilacs on the way
Pembroke Village School
Suncook, NH

--------
Lilac Air

Sweet, intoxicating, alluring
spreading out onto the playground
the bush changing the air
soft, subtle, a presence
lilac air at the side of the school
calling, enticing the passersby
to linger, to drink
aerosol nectar
sweet, lively spring perfume
a perfect fragrance,
rich with memory
under a cloudy blue sky
warm this Wednesday afternoon
Living bouquet,
a balance of purple, of green
set off against, before
red brick of the school

May 13, 2009
Pembroke Village School
Suncook, NH


All of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012. All rights reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage. See all 18,710+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.

Lilac Air – reprise

A cloud of intoxication
slowing our steps
or mine at least
gathering in the nectar
breathing springtime in

The white and purple
different shades of scents
matching somehow the colors
richly, urgently, calling me
to linger in the dew of fragrance
falling down on me


May 11, 2010
written about our walks to school last week
because of the lilacs on the way
Pembroke Village School
Suncook, NH

--------
Lilac Air

Sweet, intoxicating, alluring
spreading out onto the playground
the bush changing the air
soft, subtle, a presence
lilac air at the side of the school
calling, enticing the passersby
to linger, to drink
aerosol nectar
sweet, lively spring perfume
a perfect fragrance,
rich with memory
under a cloudy blue sky
warm this Wednesday afternoon
Living bouquet,
a balance of purple, of green
set off against, before
red brick of the school

May 13, 2009
Pembroke Village School
Suncook, NH


All of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012. All rights reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage. See all 19,930+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.

The Fruits of Last Autumn

Hanging on the tree, empty
the fruits of last autumn
the cones hanging
husks upon the branches
under the limbs of green

Reminders of the seeds
that recently were disbursed
falling like rain drops
spreading on the wind
to find new homes again


May 4, 2010
Pembroke Village School
Pembroke, NH



Copyright by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010. Contact me at Ray Foss
for usage.