Monthly Archives: April 2024

The Joy of the Ordinary: NPM24 Day 21

Some prompts are meant to be transformed and that’s what happened with Stacey’s prompt over at #verselove for me today. Her prompt was about memories from mama’s kitchen, but instead I picked up on her “I’ve been writing this since…” line.

When I think of kitchens, I think of my husband. He’s the resident chef in our family and the one who makes food happen for me and our extended family. But I didn’t really write about food or the kitchen, instead that refrain conjured the power of the ordinary and its translation into love.

The Joy of the Ordinary

I’ve been writing this

since the day you walked into my life

making conversation easy for once

as we talked through that entire first evening

everyone and everything disappeared

but you

I’ve been writing this

for decades

through our youth and childrearing

sickness and health

frustration and excitement

boredom and change

learning from each other, with each other

embracing the inevitable messiness that life serves up

I’ve been writing this

as I’ve learned to value the ordinary

daily dependability

Love

I taste in the meals you make day in and day out

Love

I hear in days that start and end with I love you

Love

I smell in freshly mown grass or the flowers you decided I needed just because

Love

I see in your attention to detail about all things family

Love

I feel in the warm hugs that defy distance

packed in a text, a phone call, a note in my lunchbox

a whisper in my ear

I’ll be writing this

forever

spending a lifetime

with you

Conversation with the Sea: NPM24 Day 20

Today’s #verselove prompt from Susan was about communications. She focused on notes from the past. But with Earth Day on Monday, I am thinking about communications with our planet, with nature–how we can build a symbiosis between humans and our planet.

Prewriting and walking–they go together for me. As I walked the beach today in the cool spring sunshine, poetry began to form. What I haven’t learned yet is how to capture those fleeting thoughts while I am in motion. By the time i get home with my notebook, specifics have flown…I have to reach back in my mind to reconstruct, rethink, revive, and revise the nascent poetics.

Conversation with the Sea

I hear her whisper

hush shush

hush shush

an echo of my own heartbeat

a lullaby

lifting the weariness of the workweek

Shorebirds whistle

collaborators

“on your right” and “I have your back”

singing as they run and fly in unison

Sandy squelches

a give and take of my feet

and the wet sand

we play cat and mouse

who can catch who

Seagulls squawk

complaining

wanting more

impatient

annoyed and annoying

this is our beach

they squawk

She whispers

and I hear history

and her story

hush shush

hush shush

the sound of wombs, of new life

ancients, primordial

salty tears of the planet

Letters in the sand

message in a bottle

whispers and echoes

I’m listening

Apple Tree Quatrain: NPM24 Day 19

I’m lucky enough to work at a school that has fruit trees growing throughout our campus. I had noticed the blossoms on the apple trees a couple of weeks ago, but today when I went to pick my students up from PE I had to double back and capture a photo of the explosion of tiny fruit that is now growing.

The #verselove prompt today was a complex one. Stefani introduced an Irish quatrain with both a syllable count and a rhyme scheme. At the end of a long week, I did cheat a bit with my ending!

Fruit babies

scarlet orbs, lunch snack maybe?

will the crows get to them first?

worst!

(case scenario)

Do it for You: NPM24 Day 18

Today’s #verselove prompt was offered by Shaun who introduced a Bukowski poem that was all about you taking care of you–or at least that was what I took away from it. It led me to thinking about all the ways we, as teachers, often do not take care of ourselves, which then led me to think about how little things can make a big difference.

So, here goes!

Do it for You

On days that feel like weeks and months

it’s the little things that matter

an early morning walk dodging snails and letting dew drops

give you that magical sparkle

even when it’s hard to get out of bed

a stop by the local coffee shop on the way home

for that expensive coffee (decaf of course)

that transports you to a place that is quiet and calm

and just the right kind of warm, the kind that feels like a hug

go out back and breathe in purple

soft lavender smells that tickles your nose

with memories of summer, of time unstructured

a momentary vacation

Take time

make time

invent time

imagine time

just for you

Do it for you

Haiku + Comic = Haikomic: NPM24 Day 17

I’ve been inspired by Grant Snider’s comics for a while now and was super excited when I learned about his book Poetry Comics published at the end of March. (I wrote a mini review here). I knew I would be doing something inspired by his poetry comics with my first grade students this month. When I saw he had done a Haiku comic style, I knew this would be a perfect format for my students.

We’ve written Haiku this year–well, mostly 3-line poems without much attention to the syllable count. So when we took a look at Grant’s Haikomic this morning, students immediately understood (and recognized the metaphorical thinking in his last line).

I’ve learned when teaching first graders that sometimes a novel paper use can propel young writers forward, somehow tricking that treacherous writer’s block into disappearing. So instead of writing in their notebooks or on lined paper, I handed each student a 3″ square post-it note to draft their Haiku. It didn’t take long for students to have their Haiku ready to be transformed by the comic making process.

I distributed the comic paper–in this case, a page with three horizontal rectangular panels. Students wrote one line of their Haiku in each panel and added their comic drawing with colored pencil. As a final last step, they traced over the writing with a Sharpie marker.

Here are a few examples:

V can never help writing about violets!

M is obsessed with basketball!

In her piece, “I” decided to add speech bubbles.

And O celebrated flowers and springtime

While I wrote my Haiku about egrets with my students and drew along with them, later this afternoon with a group of Writing Project colleagues we crafted our Haikomics using photos instead of drawing (mostly due to severe time constraints). I then used Canva to write my Haiku directly onto my photo.

Maybe you’ll want to try your hand at a Haikomic too. I’d love to see what you come up with!

Playing with Kwansaba: NPM24 Day 16

Today Dave over at #verselove introduced me to a new poetry format called Kwansaba. This format depends of sevens: seven lines, each line with seven words, all words seven letters or less, and the poem should be one of praise. (For more details read the #verselove post linked above) Here is my attempt:

Sing a Song of Coffee

Magic morning elixir in my pink cup

portals me from sleep into my day

with smells of earth that ground me

drip drop gurgle, music to my ears

first sip…aah hot dark melted amber

Jolts. Brings energy into clear present focus

never you mind that it is decaf 🙂

Today I Will Write a Poem: NPM24 Day 15

Some days writing feels hard. Even when there is an interesting prompt, there are days when the words seem to be hiding. This has been one of those days for me.

With Angie’s invitation at #verselove, I used Clint Smith’s poem, No More Elegies Today to frame my poem, to get me started. Maybe this is one of those pieces I will return to on another day and find my way to another place with it.

Today I will Write a Poem

Today I will write a poem about writing

It will not dwell in the challenges of deciding on a topic

or the many chores that suddenly need my attention (instead of writing)

It will not illuminate the scribbled out words

or the dead end paths started but not followed

Instead

It will be a poem about how writing can be

the rainbow that colored my way to work this morning

reframing a Monday with scarlets, tangerines, indigos, and violets

It will use words as shovels and hoes

digging up the rich loam of meaning

sowing the possibility of a seed taking root

It will take me out of my writing funk long enough

so that

Today I will write a poem

Nature’s Medicine: NPM24 Day 14

A Golden Shovel? It’s a poetry form I’ve heard about, but have never tried until today. Margaret at #verselove today suggested picking a line from a Billy Collins poem as inspiration for a golden shovel or any other kind of poem. But I couldn’t get Ada Limon’s new book, You Are Here: Poetry in the Natural World out of my head. You can get a peek reading this article: Pick Your Poem: 6 Poems to Transport You into the Natural World. So I decided to pick a line from one of the 6 that has been speaking to me–it’s called Twenty Minutes in the Backyard by Alberto Rios.

After reading the poem a few times, I decided to use this line: While the whole world simply moves forward.

Nature’s Medicine

Backyarding with the crows and bees while

framing photos in my mind’s eye seeking the

sunlight’s warmth, trying to remain whole

as time stretches and contracts, I’m spinning in space atop the world

in this outdoor space, I stop the spinning to smell lavender blossoms, feel the ridged aloe simply

spreading, spreading, filling space along the path as it moves

greening and growing wholing my mind, calming frantic synapses, inching me forward