I've wasted another day
looking out my window
watching the hawk
slowly spiral in circles
his wings stretched wide.
He's been out in the heat
working, drifting, floating.
I like to think he's searching
for that snake I almost
stepped on this morning.
Here the day is almost gone and I still have lots of work to do. What was on your TO-DO list today? Can you write a poem about one of the things on your list? Have fun writing.
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Monday, July 6, 2015
Sunday, March 22, 2015
HAIKU
A Gila Woodpecker
sways and sips at the feeder
for the hummingbird
Can you imagine a big, heavy woodpecker, swaying and dipping his long beak into the sweet water? He is so much bigger than the tiny hummingbird, it almost seems unfair. Like stealing food from a baby. But my finches love it. When the gila woodpecker flies off, they dart over and catch the drops on the bottom of the feeder that have splashed out in the swaying. This is all part of the rich tapestry of life outside my office window. What do you observe outside your window? Can you write a poem about that? Have fun observing.
sways and sips at the feeder
for the hummingbird
Can you imagine a big, heavy woodpecker, swaying and dipping his long beak into the sweet water? He is so much bigger than the tiny hummingbird, it almost seems unfair. Like stealing food from a baby. But my finches love it. When the gila woodpecker flies off, they dart over and catch the drops on the bottom of the feeder that have splashed out in the swaying. This is all part of the rich tapestry of life outside my office window. What do you observe outside your window? Can you write a poem about that? Have fun observing.
Wednesday, June 19, 2013
TREMENDOUS
Birds singing make a raucous racket.
The early morning sun wakes them.
They sing, coo and tweet loudly
to greet the springtime dawn.
Outside my window
they will not stop.
TREMENDOUS!
Waking
me.
Today's poem is a nonet--a nine line poem of 45 syllables. there are 9 syllables in the first line, and then one less in each of the following lines until you get to one. Can you try writing your own nonet today?
The early morning sun wakes them.
They sing, coo and tweet loudly
to greet the springtime dawn.
Outside my window
they will not stop.
TREMENDOUS!
Waking
me.
Today's poem is a nonet--a nine line poem of 45 syllables. there are 9 syllables in the first line, and then one less in each of the following lines until you get to one. Can you try writing your own nonet today?
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
WINDOW ART
I blow
my breath
across
the glass.
My window
fogs up
really
fast.
I draw
the moon
and watch
it glow.
Making
art
in my
window.
This morning on my walk I watched my breath come out of my mouth in a fog. I tried to blow circles.
Your breath is a marvelous thing. Can you write a list poem today about all the things you can do with your breath?
I can whistle,
sing,
blow up a ballloon,
blow bubbles,
croon.
Or pick just one of the things and write about that. Keep warm.
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Saturday, August 27, 2011
Rain Again!
It's raining outside my window.
I can hear its pitter pat.
It's raining out the window
as I sit here with the cat.
The rain is bouncing on the glass
making all a blur.
It's raining out the window
while the cat sleeps here and purrs.
It's raining out the window
and all is getting wet.
I stroke the cat and watch her
stretch, she's such a lovely pet.
I can hear its pitter pat.
It's raining out the window
as I sit here with the cat.
The rain is bouncing on the glass
making all a blur.
It's raining out the window
while the cat sleeps here and purrs.
It's raining out the window
and all is getting wet.
I stroke the cat and watch her
stretch, she's such a lovely pet.
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