Katie Spivey Brewster captures life memories and experiences in an interesting variety of poetic forms in Sparks Fly Upward.

The free verse title poem, Sensory Seashore recalls a young child crossing the bridge at the Intracoastal Waterway knowing the beach was just ahead. A summer salad bar prompted, Pretty Apricots.

C R A B, an acrostic, was written on a lark at the table in Capt Billy’s while waiting for her family to finish their crabs while I P H O N E came from looking around and thinking.

C R A B

Crustaceans

Really messy

All hands on deck

Bring wipes.

I P H O N E

I put it down
Pick it up
Habitual
Over and over
Not
Even knowing why

A snowflake falling to the ground in Where, oh where? wonders about its destination while the limerick A lady of Books ask if she can find any good reads to meet her needs?

Poetry friends taught Mrs. Brewster about Haiku and Cinquain, giving her ample reason to write about heliotrope, azure, her hammock, and walking.

Sparks Fly Upward ends with I Came From, one of the first forms Mrs. Brewster encountered in her poetic walk. With the template she provides, Mrs. Brewster invites you to write your own poem and join her in strolling the poetic pathway.