Day 1: Paint Chip Poetry #NaPoWriMo #playwithpoetryNPM

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Poetry Month is finally here! My #NaPoWriMo Poem-A-Day project is Playing With Poetry. I am tagging along with Margaret Simon, Jone MacCulloch, and Mary Lee Hahn. We will be playing with Haikubes, Magnetic Poetry, Metaphor Dice, and Paint Chip Poetry (I raided Home Depot).  I’m even throwing in nail polish color names as inspiration, just for fun! Play along, if you’d like! We are using the Twitter hashtag #playwithpoetryNPM to see what poetic mischief everyone is getting into.

A handful of paint chip colors inspired today’s first offering.

Back to nature

Longing for soft buttercups

The garden fairy

And fern canopies

Beyond the garden wall

On this rainy afternoon

Filled with gray mist

From a spring storm

— Christie Wyman, 2019 (draft)

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And introducing….

2019 Kidlitosphere Progressive Poem

Starting today members of the Poetry Friday family have launched the 7th annual Kidlitosphere Progressive Poem organized by author/poet, Irene Latham. (Click here to learn more.) Many of us have signed up to provide a line for the 2019 poem. Author/poet Matt Forrest Esenwine kicked things off this morning with some familiar “found” phrases merged to get us going. I’m excited to provide the 14th line on Sunday, April 14th. I hope you’ll join us to see what happens! Here’s the itinerary for the poem.

April

1 Matt @Radio, Rhythm and Rhyme

2 Kat @Kathryn Apel

3 Kimberly @KimberlyHutmacherWrites

4 Jone @DeoWriter

5 Linda @TeacherDance

6 Tara @Going to Walden

7 Ruth @thereisnosuchthingasagodforsakentown

8 Mary Lee @A Year of Reading

9 Rebecca @Rebecca Herzog

10 Janet F. @Live Your Poem

11 Dani @Doing the Work that Matters

12 Margaret @Reflections on the Teche

13 Doraine @Dori Reads

14 Christie @Wondering and Wandering

15 Robyn @Life on the Deckle Edge

16 Carol @Beyond LiteracyLink

17 Amy @The Poem Farm

18 Linda @A Word Edgewise

19 Heidi @my juicy little universe

20 Buffy @Buffy’s Blog

21 Michelle @Michelle Kogan

22 Catherine @Reading to the Core

23 Penny @a penny and her jots

24 Tabatha @The Opposite of Indifference

25 Jan @Bookseestudio

26 Linda @Write Time

27 Sheila @Sheila Renfro

28 Liz @Elizabeth Steinglass

29 Irene @Live Your Poem

30 Donna @Mainely Write

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How can this be? #SOLC19

This is the final post in the annual month-long Slice of Life writing challenge organized by Two Writing Teachers. It was my third year of Slicing in the challenge. Gratitude to Beth, Betsy, Deb, Kathleen, Kelsey, Lanny, Melanie, and Stacey for all their organizing and commenting magic. If you want to take a peek at the Padlet of writing ideas I’ve continued to add to throughout the challenge, you’ll find it here. I hope to see you on Tuesdays for the weekly SOL, and daily if you are participating in National Poetry Writing Month (#NaPoWriMo), which launches tomorrow. 

How can this be? 31 days have come and gone in a flash. We’ve been flexing our writing muscles, looking for those small moments each and every day. It’s funny how in the beginning I had to search for them. But now they drift in on the wind, ready to be captured and shared on (virtual) paper with the world — or at least a few of its residents. Let’s continue to share slices on Tuesdays, shall we?

Commenting is writing, too! How easy it is to forget that. Thank you to all of you who wondered and wandered a bit with me this month, and for taking a few moments to “like” and comment. It was wonderful to have you along for the ride. Extra thanks to my TeachWrite Facebook Group family. Confetti for all, especially my Wednesday night writing group pals.

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This final #SOLC19 post would not be complete without a poem. Signing off — until Tuesday — with my acrostic poem from last year.

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And introducing….

2019 Kidlitosphere Progressive Poem

Tomorrow members of the Poetry Friday family (some of whom are SOLC writers you will recognize) will be launching the 7th annual Kidlitosphere Progressive Poem organized by author/poet, Irene Latham. (Click here to learn more.) Many of us have signed up to provide a line for the 2019 poem. Author/poet Matt Forrest Esenwine kicks things off on Monday. I’m excited to provide the 14th line on Sunday, April 14th. I hope you’ll join us to see what happens! We have no idea what the poem is about yet, so stay tuned! Here’s the itinerary for the poem.

April

1 Matt @Radio, Rhythm and Rhyme

2 Kat @Kathryn Apel

3 Kimberly @KimberlyHutmacherWrites

4 Jone @DeoWriter

5 Linda @TeacherDance

6 Tara @Going to Walden

7 Ruth @thereisnosuchthingasagodforsakentown

8 Mary Lee @A Year of Reading

9 Rebecca @Rebecca Herzog

10 Janet F. @Live Your Poem

11 Dani @Doing the Work that Matters

12 Margaret @Reflections on the Teche

13 Doraine @Dori Reads

14 Christie @Wondering and Wandering

15 Robyn @Life on the Deckle Edge

16 Carol @Beyond LiteracyLink

17 Amy @The Poem Farm

18 Linda @A Word Edgewise

19 Heidi @my juicy little universe

20 Buffy @Buffy’s Blog

21 Michelle @Michelle Kogan

22 Catherine @Reading to the Core

23 Penny @a penny and her jots

24 Tabatha @The Opposite of Indifference

25 Jan @Bookseestudio

26 Linda @Write Time

27 Sheila @Sheila Renfro

28 Liz @Elizabeth Steinglass

29 Irene @Live Your Poem

30 Donna @Mainely Write

“Couldn’t kids do that?” #SOLC19

“I’m just going to scribble a little before I get started with my writing, Mrs. Wyman.”

“Did you know I do that, too?”

“You do? Where do you do the scribbling? I’m going to use this little whiteboard.”

“I do my scribbles in a special notebook.”

“What does your notebook look like? Can I see it?”

“Of course. It’s at home. Would you like me to bring it in?”

“Yes. I’d love to see it. I bet the other kids would like to see it, too.”

“I’ll write myself a note to remember to bring it on Monday.”

“Great. Couldn’t kids do that? Scribble before they start writing?

It helps me feel ready.”

“It helps me feel ready, too.

Let’s tell the other kids about it together, shall we?”

“Yes!” (fist pump in the air)

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This post is part of the annual month-long Slice of Life writing challenge organized by Two Writing Teachers. Join us! It’s my third year of slicing in the challenge and I’m looking forward to writing and learning along with all of you.

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Open for the season #SOLC19 #PoetryFriday

Happy Friday, everyone! It’s the final Friday of the 2019 Slice of Life Challenge at Two Writing Teachers AND it’s Poetry Friday. I’m slicing up a bit of cheerful, hope-filled poetry this gloomy Friday in New England. Carol is hosting this week’s PF gathering on her blog, Carol’s Corner. Slicers — Won’t you join us there as well? Links to all this week’s poetry posts can be found here.

In her post today, Carol offers up a daffodilled poem by Ralph Fletcher, who serves as a writing teacher mentor to so many of us. This blast of spring nudged me to revisit, retool, renew, and refresh one of the first poems I ever wrote. It was originally inspired, and continues to be, by the daffodils in my garden which are beginning to poke their heads up through the crusty late winter soil.

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Slicing small moment-inspired poetry on Tuesday’s during National Poetry Month in April is a great way to flex those writing muscles. And, if you are ever wondering where to find the weekly host of Poetry Friday, you’ll find a list of hosts and their blog links here.

And introducing….

2019 Kidlitosphere Progressive Poem.png

On Monday members of the Poetry Friday family (some of whom are SOLC writers you will recognize) will be launching the 7th annual Kidlitosphere Progressive Poem organized by author/poet, Irene Latham. (Click here to learn more.) Many of us have signed up to provide a line for the 2019 poem. Author/poet Matt Forrest Esenwine kicks things off on Monday. I’m excited to provide the 14th line on Sunday, April 14th. I hope you’ll join us to see what happens! We have no idea what the poem is about yet, so stay tuned! Here’s the itinerary for the poem.

1 Matt @Radio, Rhythm and Rhyme

2 Kat @Kathryn Apel

3 Kimberly @KimberlyHutmacherWrites

4 Jone @DeoWriter

5 Linda @TeacherDance

6 Tara @Going to Walden

7 Ruth @thereisnosuchthingasagodforsakentown

8 Mary Lee @A Year of Reading

9 Rebecca @Rebecca Herzog

10 Janet F. @Live Your Poem

11 Dani @Doing the Work that Matters

12 Margaret @Reflections on the Teche

13 Doraine @Dori Reads

14 Christie @Wondering and Wandering

15 Robyn @Life on the Deckle Edge

16 Carol @Beyond LiteracyLink

17 Amy @The Poem Farm

18 Linda @A Word Edgewise

19 Heidi @my juicy little universe

20 Buffy @Buffy’s Blog

21 Michelle @Michelle Kogan

22 Catherine @Reading to the Core

23 Penny @a penny and her jots

24 Tabatha @The Opposite of Indifference

25 Jan @Bookseestudio

26 Linda @Write Time

27 Sheila @Sheila Renfro

28 Liz @Elizabeth Steinglass

29 Irene @Live Your Poem

30 Donna @Mainely Write

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Any day now! #SOLC19

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It’s going to happen any day now.

I’m sure of it.

The snow will soon be gone from the slope,

melted by the sun’s rays on these early spring days.

The ground, once frozen, and all perennial vegetation will become exposed.

And there they will be.

Those two tunnel openings,

entrances and exits.

How many times have we blocked them up,

only to find them open again just hours later.

And then I’ll see him.

He’ll be sitting there sniffing the earth and nibbling.

Always nibbling.

First my flowers,

then my vegetables.

Everything and anything he can get his foul-smelling, furry paws on.

My nemesis.

Marmota monax.

Any day now, it’s going to happen.

 

Note: Longstanding readers of this humble blog are familiar with my ongoing battle with one of our neighborhood groundhogs. (Click here to read more.) We have many, and they strip my garden clean every year. 

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This post is part of the annual month-long Slice of Life writing challenge organized by Two Writing Teachers. Join us! It’s my third year of slicing in the challenge and I’m looking forward to writing and learning along with all of you.

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Not exactly how I saw it ending #SOLC19

My mindfulness transition couldn’t have gone any better yesterday, or so I thought. We watched Go Noodle’s Tranquil Tuesday FLOW video, From Mindless to Mindful. “Let your attention rest on this moment. On just right now,” the narrator asked of us.

Next, I shared a quick story about a boy in my class two years ago who talked all the way to the vernal pool, the entire time we were there, and all the way back to school. When we debriefed as a class everything we had seen and heard on the walk, he kept saying, “What? Where was that? I didn’t see that! I didn’t hear that!” He hadn’t been present. At the end of the story, one of my current Kindergarteners said, “It’s like he wasn’t even there.” Exactly.

As I began to wrap up the lesson, my principal stopped in during her daily morning rounds. I continued, making the connection to being present during Literacy Workshop, so they’d be focused. I was still speaking in a whisper voice and was down on the rug at eye level. I had them.

Something caught my eye, though. “Johnny? Johnny? Are you OK?”, I asked as I noticed both of his hands pressed firmly over his mouth. Oh no.

And then it happened.

HURL!

Acting quickly, my principal walkie talkied for the nurse and custodian to come help with the sick child and soiled carpet. I motioned to Johnny for him to stand, and with my hand on his back, guided him into our classroom bathroom where my aide took over. In my brief absence from the group, the principal had gathered everyone in the far corner of the rug, their backs to the action, and was assuring them everything would be OK. As I returned, she handed the reins back over to me.

A hand shot up. Uh oh! Now what? “Mrs. Wyman? I don’t think I’m going to be able to NOT think about that when we go to read now.” Yeah, I didn’t think I’d be able to either. So much for letting your attention rest on this moment. On just right now.

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This post is part of the annual month-long Slice of Life writing challenge organized by Two Writing Teachers. Join us! It’s my third year of slicing in the challenge and I’m looking forward to writing and learning along with all of you.

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If I Hadn’t Walked This Afternoon #SOLC19

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If I hadn’t walked this afternoon, I would have missed a gorgeous blue sky.

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If I hadn’t walked this afternoon, I would have missed the swans that live here year round. I haven’t seen them since the fall.

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If I hadn’t walked this afternoon, I would have missed seeing the Assabet River kayak launches that remind me kayak season is just around the corner.

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If I hadn’t walked this afternoon, I would have missed two middle grade boys horsing around in the park, reminding me to find joy after school, too.

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If I hadn’t walked this afternoon, I would have missed seeing this walking stick left by a stranger. A lovely reminder of how thoughtful people can be.

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If I hadn’t walked this afternoon, I would have missed the ruins that serve as a reminder to remain curious and to wonder about the past, present, and future.

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“River towns are winged towns.” — Thoreau

 

If I hadn’t walked this afternoon, I would have missed this favorite reminder of how lucky we are to live in a “winged” town.

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If I hadn’t walked this afternoon, I would have missed the lovely sunset warming up a chilly late March afternoon

So much to be missed if I hadn’t walked this afternoon, but thankfully I did.

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This post is part of the annual month-long Slice of Life writing challenge organized by Two Writing Teachers. Join us! It’s my third year of slicing in the challenge and I’m looking forward to writing and learning along with all of you.

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