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Showing posts with label good day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label good day. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 8, 2015

Thanks

Thanks for the happy.
It's been a good day.
You came to visit
and we got to play.

 It has been another hot, summer day. But somewhere along my day I stumbled upon the line "Thanks for the happy."  It is a little bit different and I wanted to put it into a poem.  I call this using "fresh" language--saying things in a way you wouldn't normally hear.  Can you think of another way to say It has been a good day?  Try writing your own poem today using fresh language.
 
 In writing children's poetry, one needs to allow the meaning to emerge at it's own pace.

Monday, February 18, 2013

Purple Finch

Two purple finch
sat on a telephone line,
said one to the other,
"Oh I opine
that today
will be 
sunny and fine."

Said the second finch
to the first,
"I think this weather
is the worst--
desert living
is a curse."

"Ah," said the first finch,
"it all depends
on where your happiness
begins and ends. 
I know I can make this
a very good day,
but I will allow you
to have your say."
 
  Oh my goodness, that does need work, but I had so much fun thinking about the conversation between the two finch sitting on the wire this morning.  The bright purple male, who is really red, probably was saying "Hey, Honey want to come check out my nest?"  It is definitely that time around our house where all the animals are pairing up.  Can you write a poem today that is a conversation between two of something?  What do you think your shoelace would have to say to your shoe?  Could your spoon have something to say to your morning oatmeal?  What would a washrag say to your face, or your ears?  I know you can have fun with this prompt.  If you'd like to share your poem, please leave it in the comments below.

Thursday, January 10, 2013

GOOD MORNING


Woke up to a beautiful morning,
just as the gray was slipping away.
The sky is full of pink feather clouds.
I think it will be a beautiful day.


    Did you get up early enough to see the sun rise?  What did the sky look like on your way to school?  Does the way the sky looks affect your mood for the day?
Can you write a poem today about a bright, happy day?  Or if you feel like it, write a poem about a really gray, dark day?