National Poetry Month Day 3

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Words
carry power
bring meaning
bear our history and experiences

Let’s respond with
silence
a kind heart
faith.
Listen to what’s being said
behind the words…

Listen with 
compassion
instead of
fear and anger.
Dig beyond the
Words.

National Poetry Month Day 2

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It is Saturday
My brain is turned off today
This is my poem. 

Today I celebrate…
one month of daily writing practice
hearing students say, “I did it!”
new connections created
old friendships strengthened
the feeling of accomplishment

I celebrate…
starting over again with poetry
the beauty of words
the power of determination
being accompanied by writing friends
chasing my dreams
of calling myself
of being
a writer!

National Poetry Month: Day 1

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Here is my first poem….

Sharing an original poem everyday in the month of April.
Happy National Poetry Month!

 

Selah

Every year
I pick a word
A word to guide
A word to steer
A word to live

This year
The word
I picked is
SELAH…

Pause
Reflect
Discover
Praise.

Then what?
What’s next?

I listen
Pay attention
Hear
Change

That’s when
things happen
and
Dreams
come true.

Green Grapes

Oh how I wish I were a 

juicy green grape 

 

One of
a bunch  

always accompanied 

with branch buddies 

and companions 

along the journey 

never alone 

 

Lounging 

in the cool, 

refreshing spray 

surrounded by 

love. 

 

No one judges the 

juicy green grape 

 

No one teases the 

juicy green grape 

 

No one bullies the 

juicy green grape 

 

No one yells at the 

juicy green grape 

 

No one ignores the 

juicy green grape 

 

The juicy green grape 

lives in harmony 

with the gaggle 

until… 

 

it doesn’t

Mmmmm

 

Original student poetry by Paravi

I asked for posts and here’s the first one I received…

I feel alone
No one knows my secrets
No one bothers to try and listen
As I whisper them in their ears
I am one in a million
But what if they were to care
What if they were to hold my hand and never let go
What if they would catch me when I fall
If they would listen not hear
And be here not there
What if I was not as alone as it seems
What if we were standing hand in hand like we’ve known each other forever
What if NOBODY was alone

This is my original poem. I have felt this way before but not any more, I know that we are never alone.

Poem #11 The Road Not Taken

The Road Not Taken  

by Robert Frost


Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 

And sorry I could not travel both 

And be one traveler, long I stood 

And looked down one as far as I could 

To where it bent in the undergrowth; 

 

Then took the other, as just as fair, 

And having perhaps the better claim, 

Because it was grassy and wanted wear; 

Though as for that the passing there 

Had worn them really about the same, 

 

And both that morning equally lay 

In leaves no step had trodden black. 

Oh, I kept the first for another day! 

Yet knowing how way leads on to way, 

I doubted if I should ever come back. 

 

I shall be telling this with a sigh 

Somewhere ages and ages hence: 

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I– 

I took the one less traveled by, 

And that has made all the difference.

 

 

http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15717

 

 

What is your “road not taken”?

Poem #9 Tag You’re It

On Saturday, MS wrote a poem and it

mentioned peanut butter.

So-tag-I’m it. I’m going to write a

poem about peanut butter…a peanut

butter haiku.

 

Smooth peanut butter

Sticky, gooey in my mouth

For all morning long

 

Here’s another one: 

 

Oh peanut butter

Oh why must you glue my lips

I want to eat lunch!

 

TAG, YOU’RE IT!! It’s your turn to

take a line or an idea from my poem

and write your own.