by Alice Nine | A9 Journal, In My Classroom, Literacy |
Poetry Friday. Chinook The scent of salmon lingers. Creek waters ripple over smooth stones. Cedar and moss fill the air. At dusk, near water’s edge, bears feast. While snow covers the ground, eggs wait in nesting pockets. Winter turns to spring and in gravelly...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March Slice of Life No. 16 * Poetry Friday. I. Slicing with green– I have already selected something green to wear on Saturday, lest I forget and one of my kids or grandkids come by. I know they won’t forget. And since Saturday is St. Patrick’s...
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