How do you express yourself in a time of fear? What do you say when your world has been broken apart by official pronouncements of us vs. them, and the them is really us? How do you catch courage? How do you listen and understand and hope when you feel that all hope has fled? […]
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It’s been cold and snowy. The winter storm warning continues until tomorrow afternoon. I thought that today would be a good day for me to share some of my poetry with you. I never thought of myself as a poet but a few years ago, my sister suggested that I try writing poetry. And I
Anne Brontë was born into a literary family in Thornton, West Yorkshire, England. Her parents were Patrick, who was a curate at a local church, and Maria. She was the younger sister of Maria, Elizabeth, Charlotte, Emily, and Branwell. Unfortunately, when Anne was just a year old, her mother passed away, possibly as a result
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Today, I went to the library to read to a dog. I brought a book of poems by Elizabeth Barrett Browning, and I read to a very sweet golden retriever and her very sweet human. This golden retriever is a therapy dog, and she was calm and relaxed. I sat on the floor with her
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Today’s prompt has me giving advice about a topic that I have a lot of knowledge about. Today, that advice will be about defeating writer’s block… or, at the very least, pushing writer’s block aside. It may come back, but not yet. One of the reasons that people have writer’s block is the fear that
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And, as in uffish thought he stood,the jabberwock, with eye of flame,came bursting through the tulgey woodand burbled as it came. This morning, I went to the Japanese gardens behind the Buffalo History Museum to see the cherry blossoms. I had read that they had opened, and I wanted to avoid a repetition of last
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April is National Poetry Month, which I didn’t know until I started reading Vidya Tiru’s postings for the two blogging challenges that we are both participating in. Vidya writes about a different type of poetry every day, and she also includes a complete lesson plan for teachers who want to offer lessons in poetry. Her
because I don’t have a clue of what to write about… So, I don’t know what to say. It’s as if I got stuck and I want to talk about random stuff. Or maybe I could write a poem. A poem about a sailboat that floats off into the sea. So here goes. I’m going
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Today, I am offering you another technique for writing with a prompt. This prompt will include a picture and a few ideas for a first line to be used for a story or a poem. You have complete freedom to choose your genre, but you have to include the first line and refer to the
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An oddly placed bencha nice perching place for squirrelson a snowy day Decorative fencecovered with powdery snowdreary winter’s day Outdoor oasisherb garden has gone dormantwintertime respite Trees stand tall and straightwatching gardens hibernatewaiting for sunlight Outdoor umbrellaswhen the sky is overcastprotect from the snow Question for you: What do you see out of your window