April 30, 2019
Poetry month has been so much fun. With playing with poetry myself, trying it out with students, and then giving teachers a sandbox of poetry to play in, I have really learned more about poetry and enjoyed all of the poems I created and read this month.
The students’ poems have been especially rewarding. They were open to trying and enjoyed the experiences. I share these last two poems today from students. An ode to Character Studies and a response to the book, Clancy. The joy of being in community with these writers is immeasurable.
This is an acrostic poem spontaneously written in response to the book Clancy by a third grade reluctant writer. He shared the poem with his class to rave reviews.
\Mentor Text Poetry #napomo19
April 26, 2019
My small group and I read The Quiet Book. Here is the Happiness Book my second grade friends created.
The Happy Book
There are many kinds of happiness.
First day of summer happiness.
Recess time happiness.
Christmas presents happy.
Cake time happiness.
Butterfly on my head happy.
Seeing my parents after school happy.
Spring coming happy.
There-is-going-to-be-a-big-dip-in-this-rollercoaster scared happiness.
There are so many kinds of happiness.
a happy little list poem. Uneven from two voices but still smile worthy.
Blackout Poetry #playingwithpoetrynpm
April 12, 2019
Continuing my month of poetry inspired by other bloggers, today I try blackout poetry. My passage is taken from an inspiring book, Leading Well by Lucy Calkins. From the chapter, Giving and Receiving Potent Feedback…
It Might Sound Like This
Wow, you have been working hard, haven’t you?
I was exhausted today just watching you, racing to reach everyone.
I‘ve been thinking about the work we have done so far.
I feel like together, we’ve gotten this thing off the ground.
This is the hardest part.
This can be scary to do.
Ask questions to make the light bulbs go off.
Hope teachers arrive at the insight.
Focus 80% of the conversation on the future, on solutions.
There were some problems. Stuff happens.
Next steps, you’ll want to choose with care.
Haikubes have been my biggest challenge yet. Mostly I wanted to cheat on the words or add others. I stuck with the original intent. Red letter cube for direction and them and then tossed cubes for Haiku -5-7-5 syllables. I made two out of my tossed cubes. One definitely made me laugh.
A Desire for…
April 11, 2019
dreaming gentle heart
hmmm glorious salty sleep
A definite feeling for the Thursday before vacation. My other cube was My Romantic Life, which for us is all about eating out…
tangle up mouthfuls
marvel as greased blocks stick
love oozing noodle(s)
Haikubes gets a enthusiastic thumbs up from me. Can’t wait to play them with my colleagues.
I am playing along with #playingwithpoetrynpm. Today’s entry is from a small happiness tin of magnetic poetry. Here’s what the tin exposed today.
April 10, 2019
A paint chip poem inspired by Elisabeth Ellington who was inspired by an I am exercise in Susan Goldsmith Woodbridge’s book, Poemcrazy, Freeing Your Life with Words.
Paint chips are amazing. Go on over to the hardware store and load up. I want a second set right now. Devoid of verbs, paint chip names abound with adjectives and nouns. To complete this exercise like the mentor, I transposed one title and added articles, prepositions and the sentence stems from the exercise. This was fun.
Just pile on words. Don’t think. See images. Daydream with words. Wander. Go crazy defining yourself…
What I Am
I am seasoned salt,
the pencil sketch of early September.
The clear vista of my heart
is a stargazer on a September morning.
I am every growing season
keeping promises of a new day on
a distant shore.
I don’t know soft secrets or solemn silence.
I’m a blazing bonfire in the
a summer dragonfly at a lawn party.
I want to be a rolling pebble,
A sand pearl, a hush in beach grass.
Playing with poetry further, I took Elisabeth Ellington’s nail polish name poem as a mentor. I have a box of nail polish, apparently ripe with racy innuendo. This wouldn’t be an elementary school project. Here it is. Each line of poetry is a nail polish name in my collection.
Nail Polish Poetry #playingwithpoetrynpm
April 7, 2019
haute in the heat
bikini so teeny
The girls are out
wicked wild (nude)
no more film
e-nuf is e-nuf!