My dear friend Catherine Johnson is up to some poetry hijinks today at her marvelous eponymous blog Catherine Johnson, Writer. We’re celebrating spring, fiddlehead ferns, and …frittatas?
Mother Nature’s tender tendrils
Push up through the forest floor.
Springtime spirals gyrate gently
Calling us to come explore.
Are they tiny violin necks?
Spring’s Vivaldi serenade.
Or tails of green chameleons
Doing handstands in the shade?
Like the bouncy curls of little girls
Beribboned, sweet and cute.
Or paper New Year’s blowout horns
Unfurling TOOT TOOT TOOT!
Yes, ferns just love to celebrate
All things glorious, green and new.
Until they wind up on your plate
In a frittata made for two.
I do hope that you pop over to Catherine’s blog where she’s gathered more fun fiddlehead fern frittata poems. (Say that five times fast!) Catherine’s tying them up with a bow as a gift to this lovely lady of the forest, Amy Ludwig Vanderwater. Amy’s beautiful book of poetry Forest Has A Song (Clarion, 2013) is an absolute must read, and her lovely blog The Poem Farm is a cozy place to curl up and enjoy reading and writing poetry.





















