Poetry Writing MONTH! See www.napowrimo.net/for prompts and post poems in comments. Get writing!!!!4/1/2015
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Exercise inspired by Wallace Stevens' poem "Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird"
See comments for January 11, 2015 Poetry Expansion Labette poems from participants. SNOW IS... PASS-AROUND
Snow is that moment when we decide to love someone – unique no-other the same, a glorious crystal of potential Snow is a dream where I meet my life-long love Snow is the draw to go inside and bundle into a blanket of comfort Snow is comfort in a cave Snow is a snow cave warm as toast Snow is going to happen not matter the forecast Snow might wait for the last spring fall Snow is not going to do that Is it? 12/14/14 Poetry Expansion Labette Pass-Around Exercise Boulder, CO TAKE A POEM FOR A WALK PASS-AROUND
TAKE as long as you like, then give A long breath & a medium thought POEM of pauses FOR - - - as long - - - as you think - - - A breath should be WALK with it, holding hands 12/14/14 Poetry Expansion Labette Spine-Phrase Acrostic Pass-Around Exercise Boulder, CO  GOING ALL OUT – AMERICAN STYLE – AT AMANTE FOR COFFEE ON A FRIDAY
(BEFORE NOON SO AS NOT TO OFFEND THE ITALIANS) I’LL HAVE A day where my existence is confirmed and recorded by photos, poems, postings, human interactions, light on the social media retina, light in the barista’s eye, try something new, never before, never again… CAPP(UCCINO) off hanging the washed sheets on the line in a fall breeze LATTE browned and yellowed aspen leaves crunching underfoot MACCHIATO streaked skies provide the drying zephyrs, left hanging MOCHA from moist tropic splendor and laborers’ sweat AMERICAN-O say can you see dawn’s early light and phone’s flash WITH WHIPPED CREAM? OF COURSE… AND, A GREEN BEAN Virginia Schultz September 26, 2014 Amante Coffee in NoBo Floating on the high of an American Lifestyle – freedom and liberty, consumption and convenience. Spine phrase acrostic exercise. So much depends
upon the state test so variably approached so ruthlessly applied ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is just to say I'm sorry you used the last of the toilet paper before I had to get up in the middle of the night. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is just to say-- There are daffodils blooming. The morning breeze is soft. New shoots are appearing. Won't you help me in the garden? - Judy Gilligan ____________________________________________ DEAR MR. WILLIAMS This is just to say I'm not sorry I have stolen your words Pulled them off the laundry-line still dripping wet Ironed and starched them into phrases strung them over a lifeboat full of metaphors I left a note for your wife that I have eaten her poems, too so sweet and so clever ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ So much depends upon luck trust determination buried under tree trunks rooted in your mind - Virginia Schultz _____________________________________________________________ P-put your mind at ease and write
O-offer your thoughts through words E-everyone's a poet,really. T-tumble from your mind to paper R-radiant words that fall like rain Y-you are the poet, write! Kathryn 3/12/12 Teaching
Teaching used to be in the school house, everybody’s business, but now it’s in the computer, only the business of my fingertips. Teaching used to wear long skirts and high-button shoes, but now teaching wears tie dyes and has dreadlocks with shells and feathers in her hair. Teaching used to trace characters in the air, but now characters come from movies. Teaching used to rely only on phonetic devices, b-b-but n-n-now we text and spelling don’t matter. Teaching used to be about preserving and polishing the mausoleum of memory, but now it’s about creating one’s own temple, however it may look. Carol, Emily, Eva, Sarah, Virginia used to, but now pass around poems late afternoon January 12, 2012 Innisfree Poetry Bookstore Boulder, CO |
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