
Poetry Friday: Lunacy
I’ve been on the road for over a week now. First I flew to Adelaide for a conference of English and literacy teachers, and now I’m in Wagga Wagga for a conference of children’s literature academics. Tomorrow, I fly home, and, while I love travel, I’m ready to head back to my family.
Anyway, last Sunday I attended a session presented by Alan Wright, a teacher and poet who seems to love poetry as much as I do. The session was packed with poetry and poetry ideas, but one form that he mentioned looked like a lot of fun, and the next day I found myself writing them in a cafe.
I’m talking about lunes, a poetic form which consists of just three lines – the first one including just three words, the second one five, and the third three. The last line should also try to be a surprise or a twist. You can see Alan’s explanation of the form here.
So, I had just been for a walk along the river in Adelaide, admiring the river, the bird life and the sights, so I had plenty of material to write about. What I didn’t instantly realise is that I had enough for a suite of three linked lune, ad with a bit of a nod back to last week’s Poetry Friday post.
So, here goes, complete with pictures (and a video).

A morning walk
Admiring the beauty all around
Chased by goose.
Chased by goose
Wanting his own special souvenir
From this day

From this day
I will love only you
My beautiful selfie.

Today’s Poetry Friday roundup will be hosted by A Year of Reading. Head over there to see what other poetry goodness is happening across the blogosphere.
Poetry Friday: Salfie
It’s Poetry Friday and I’ve been thinking about selfies: you know, those photos people take of themselves. I got a new mobile phone a couple of months ago, chiefly because I wanted a better camera – and gosh I’ve had fun snapping all kinds of things on my walks, my excursions, and at home.
Like lots of people, some of the photos I take are of myself – and I’ve coined the term Salfie (a bit punny, but there you go). I share these photos on social media, and text them to family and so on, but I always double check that I’m happy with the shot, and am quick to delete those I don’t like. It’s one of the wonders of digital photography – the ability to take dozens of shots and simply delete the ones we don’t like rather than waiting till after the film is processed, as in the not-so-0ld days.
Thinking about this self-editing (or Salf-editing) lead to today’s poem which, since it’s about photos, I’ve made into a Photostory.
Have a great Friday. This week’s roundup is at The Logonauts.
5 Minute Promo: Day 5
Gosh. It’s Day 5 already. July is whizzing by. and, hopefully, if you’ve been following along, you’ve been busy spending a whopping 5 minutes of each day promoting your book(s). If you haven’t, just twenty minutes (give or take a few) will bring you up to speed, ready to tackle day 5’s task which is (drumroll please)…
5 Minute Promo #5
Set up a Pinterest account. Yes, you’ve got it, I want you to join another social media platform. This is the last one, I promise (for now!). So, after you’ve read my few words, head over to Pinterest, sign up and you are ready to Pin. There’s simple instructions on how to get started here and instructions on how to set up a board and start pinning here. You might extend your five minutes and set up a board about your book. Here’s one I’ve set up for Sage Cookson’s Sweet Escape here.
Already on Pinterest? Your five minute task is to make sure your profile and account is up to date and, once that’s done, use the rest of your time to pin two new pictures to one of your exitsing boards. Easy peasy. Feel free to follow me, Sally Murphy Author, while you are there.
Pinning is easy and fun. Here is a sample of things I’ve pinned from this site:

A quote with photo – and, of course, my web address so people know to visit me.
And:

A poem I wrote, added to a photo I took and again with my URL and twitter handle.
Poetry Friday: A Story Tree and a New Book
It’s Friday which means it’s Poetry Friday, which is always exciting, but this particular Friday is extra exciting for me because it’s also the release day (book birthday!) of my latest book, Sage Cookson’s Sweet Escape. More on that in a bit.
First, though, a poem. When I walk around the lake close to my house there is a lovely grove of paperbark trees in a swampy bit at the back of the lake. I often stop and admire the trees, and feel like they are watching me back. Paperbark trees are amazing, in that their bark really is like paper – and it sheds like rough cut pages. When I was a kid, I used to collect pieces and write on them. Here’s a photo of one of the trees, which I took during a quick lunchtime walk this week – in between showers of rain, which made everything damp and shiny and heavenly-smelling.

I came home and had to write about that tree. Here’s what I came up with:
The Story Tree
Hello tree
I wish I could read
the stories
etched deep
in your sepia paper.
Are they tales
of what you’ve seen
what you’ve heard
what you’ve felt
since you first drafted yourself
here in the swamp?
Or are they fables
of what you’ve imagined
might lie in other tree-libraries
in far flung places?
(Poem copyright Sally Murphy, 2016)
It’s kind of apt that this week’s poem is about stories because, as I said, today I’m celebrating the release of my latest book, Sage Cookson’s Sweet Escape.

I just can’t enough of looking at the beautiful cover! This is the first in a series of adventures, where Sage travels around Australia – and even overseas – with her parents, who are television chefs. Wherever they go, something always goes wrong, and Sage is at the center of fixing it. In Sweet Escape, the family visits a chocolatier who, it turns out, isn’t very pleased to see them. So far the book has only been released in Australia, but it is available online here.
Have a great Friday. I know I’m going to. Today’s Poetry Friday Roundup is hosted by Tabatha at The Opposite of Indifference.
Poetry Friday: All About the Books
Recently I did my annual bookshelf tidy. Roughly once a year I tidy up by shelves, put everything back into alphabetic order, and give away books which don’t fit and which I’m finished with. It isn’t long, of course, before themy system starts to break down – in fact, if you look carefully, you can see that not all of my picture books fitted back in and so some are sitting on top. Oops.

One of my favourite poems about books is by Julia Donaldson and, coincidentally, someone shared it on Facebook yesterday, reminding me it would be a good fit for Poetry Friday. It begins:
I opened a book and in I strode.
Now nobody can find me.
I’ve left my chair, my house, my road,
My town and my world behind me.
You can read the rest online here.
I also like the image Emily Dickinson provided, of a book being like a ship:
There is no Frigate like a Book
To take us Lands away
Nor any Coursers like a Page
Of prancing Poetry.
You can read the rest online here.
And, of course, even Dr Seuss has written about books:

Do you have a favourite poem about books or about reading? I’d love to hear it.
Have a great Poetry Friday. The roundup today is hosted by Random Noodling.
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