Tiny Treasures #PoetryFriday

Happy Poetry Friday, all! We travel down under, once again, this time to visit Kat Apel. Kat has hosting duties on her blog this week. You may journey to it here! Kat, who I was thrilled to chat (all too briefly) with at NCTE this fall, has an update on not only the fire situation in Australia, but the amazing fundraising efforts of the kidlit community there.

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Poetry swap postcards received as of January 22. I know others are on their way!

Tiny treasures, in the form of poetry postcards, have been drifting like twinkly snowflakes into my mailbox over the last few weeks. They are, as others have said, a welcome change from tax-related documents, bills, and junk mail. How little personal mail we receive throughout the year. So grateful for opportunities to communicate on another level with others. Many thanks to folks like Jone, Tabatha, and others, who organize such exchanges. So good for the soul! My offerings are on their way to you as we speak, dear friends.

Many thanks for hosting this week, Kat. Now let’s bring on the poetry!


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Snowflake Crystals #PoetryFriday

Happy Poetry Friday, all! Catherine Flynn is our hostess this week and you can find all the poetry joy on her blog, Reading to the Core. Join us! Catherine wrote lovely haiku during December’s #haikuforhope. I am so glad she is sharing some of them for her post today, as I had missed a few along the way. Hope you are feeling better soon, Catherine!

My offering drifted down from the sky in a brief snow squall earlier this week.


We’ve been doing a bit of word collecting in my classroom this week, so I gathered up all the words that came to mind when snowflakes begin to tumble.

Many thanks for hosting this week, Catherine. Now let’s bring on the poetry!


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The Visit #PoetryFriday

It’s Poetry Friday and Sally Murphy is our hostess this week on her blog. I hope to see you there! Sally has exciting news about her new novel in verse — Worse Things — and another project she is working on with fellow Aussie poet, Kat Apel. It sounds like 2020 is off to a great start for you, Sally. Congratulations! On a more serious note, I know the Poetry Friday family has been thinking of Sally and Kat during this terribly difficult and challenging time down under. Here’s hoping the rains come soon before more damage is done and lives of humans and so many critters (estimated at over 1 billion now) lost.

My offering to the roundup this week is an octave for my students inspired by a recent visitor to our school campus. His or her visit was captured on the wildlife camera outside one of my classroom windows. We have it focused on the area that includes our class bird feeder station. My Kindergarten scientists and I have fun watching the birds and squirrels that visit during the day, but we’ve always wondered who might come a calling after dark. Now we know!

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The text (with a dash of rhyme, which I never do!) features just a few of the questions and comments my curious students had about the coyote’s (and deer, fox, opossum, and rabbit!) appearance. Want to see more? Just click here!

Many thanks for hosting this week, Sally. Now let’s bring on the poetry!


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Winter Water Wonder #PoetryFriday #vernalpool

It’s Poetry Friday and Carol at Carol’s Corner is our hostess this week. I hope to see you there! Carol has a gorgeous poem from Maya Angelou — CONTINUE: a poem — which serves as a perfect launch to the new year. It’s a charge, of sorts, to all humankind.


Today was the first day back to school with my Kindergarteners. The forecast predicted a bright sunny day, no precipitation, and a high temperature of 45. A perfect day to walk to our campus vernal pool! We try to visit once each month to monitor the life cycle of the pool and its inhabitants. The weather in December did not cooperate, so we were excited for a visit under such wonderful conditions.

Photo: Christie Wyman, 2020

When we approached the vernal pool, we were amazed and yet puzzled by the surface of the water. This is a phenomenon referred to as ice rippling. Wind passes over the water’s surface and the ripples literally freeze. Usually the ripples run through a cycle of collapsing and refreezing, but these are frozen solid. A true winter wonder!

Our walk, and subsequent conversation, inspired this cinquain of the modern variety  — 2-4-6-8-2 syllable count, no rhyme scheme.

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Photo: Christie Wyman, 2020

My one little word (OLW) for 2020 is “create.” One of my goals for this year is to create poetry in new and different forms. I’ll tick the box next to cinquain!

Many thanks for hosting this week, Carol. Now let’s bring on the poetry and a very happy new year to you all!


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Winter Poem Swap Kindness #PoetryFriday

It’s Poetry Friday and Michelle Kogan is our hostess for this final Poetry Friday roundup of 2019. I hope to see you there! Michelle shares a call to action for the sake of our earth’s climate. We’ve got to act and fast!

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In keeping with Michelle’s urgent message, here’s a fib I created for my Kindergarten naturalists. They are the next generation of stewards for the earth, after all.

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For this years’ annual Winter Poem Swap, our wonderful organizer, Tabatha, paired me with none other than herself! She is a truly talented, kind, and generous soul.


Tabatha knows of my love of all-things-nature. I’ve been wanting to read Gooley’s The Lost Art of Reading Nature’s Signs for some time now, and my goal of nurturing my creative side outside of writing poetry is one step closer with the help of Nature Art Workshop. (Would you believe I instantly thought of Michelle’s stunning artwork as I was thumbing through this? If only!) I’m certain you might see my dabblings here soon!


And Tabatha’s kindness did not stop there. Inside this wintery folio she had tucked a note, lovely handmade necklace (can’t wait to wear that!), and a poem card featuring her poem, When I Grow Up, I Want to Be a Cat.


Tabatha knows I am a Kindergarten teacher and when her daughter was my students’ age, she responded ” A cat,” when asked what she wanted to be when she grew up. A purrfect (sorry!) response, don’t you think? I can just hear one of my kiddos saying that and explaining why, as Tabatha does in her poem. I think she captured beautifully the playfulness of a kitten, as well as the moodiness and cat-titude (sorry again!) to come.

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Using Canva, one of my favorite creative go-tos, I thought this sweet image of a kitten was an ideal match for her words. Thank you, Tabatha! I hope you enjoy this wee gesture of thanks.

Many thanks for hosting this week, Michelle. Now let’s bring on the poetry as we crawl towards the new year.


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footprints and shadows #PoetryFriday #natember #haikuforhope #haikuforhealing #haikuforkindness

It’s Poetry Friday and Elizabeth Steinglass is our hostess this week for the poetry roundup on her blog. I hope to see you there! Elizabeth shares a lovely poem about her favorite word, and. What would we do without it? No Frog and Toad, Burt and Ernie, peanut butter and jelly, or Elephant and Piggie! How sad!

My haiku this week was inspired by my first snowshoeing session of the season.

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As we worked our way around the local golf course Sunday afternoon, we marveled at the number of visitors who had left their imprints before us.

Thanks for hosting this week, Elizabeth. Now let’s bring on the poetry!



First Snow #PoetryFriday #natember #haikuforhope #haikuforhealing #haikuforkindness

It’s Poetry Friday and Tanita Davis is our hostess this week for the poetry roundup on her blog, (fiction, instead of lies). I hope to see you there! Tanita’s post is bursting with gratitude and writing opportunities for all.

We received our first blast of wintery snow on Monday and Tuesday here in New England. I’m a terrible storm cleaner upper, because I’m always distracted by post-storm sights and sounds. After our cleanup was finished, and my husband went inside to warm up, I stayed outside with my camera to capture a few images. Little bits of poetry continued to drift down around me mixed in with the storm’s final flakes. My main concerns with heavy snow are fragile branches, particularly those of our beloved Japanese Maple. Many branches were bowed down and some were trapped by the drifts around the trunk. Fortunately, the sun came out late in the afternoon, and the snow began to melt. Right before my eyes, branches began, one by one, to bounce back. Inspiration for today’s haiku, which I am writing daily during the month of December with poetry pals Heidi Mordhorst, Mary Lee Hahn, Catherine Flynn, Jone MacCulloch, and others. You can follow along with the hashtags you see above.

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When I returned to school on Wednesday, I showed my Kindergarten poets the same image I used for my haiku, and here is what they came up with.


Poor tree indeed!

Thanks for hosting this week, Tanita. Now let’s bring on the poetry!