Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Poem #364 Offers Three Choices


 
 Choosing
by Amy LV


Students - yesterday I was thinking about problems and solutions both in life and for characters in literature.  Somehow, this quote from Quaker missionary Stephen Grellet keeps running through my mind -

I expect to pass through this world but once.  Any good, therefore, that I can do or any kindness I can show to any fellow creature, let me do it now.  Let me not defer or neglect it for I shall not pass this way again.

I am going to try to look at all of my decisions as having three choices: make it worse, make it better, leave it the same.  What thoughts or advice do you have about life?  Try wrapping them up in a poem.

Tomorrow is the last day of March, the last day of MyPoWriYe.  Sigh.  The next day is Friday, the first day of National Poetry Month.  Hooray!

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5 comments:

  1. Mary LeeMarch 30, 2011 at 6:38 AM

    I loved this year of poems SO much! I can't wait to see what the future holds at Poem Farm!

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  2. Looking for the Write WordsMarch 30, 2011 at 12:49 PM

    Amy,

    A wonderful year it has been. 365 THANK YOUS to you! Looking forward to Poetry Month. Here is poem that was inspired by you written by a 4th grade poet, Ashley
    Chair

    Look at the chair

    That you sit in.

    You wonder …

    What happens at night?

    Does your chair just sit there?

    Or does it play checkers

    With your couch?

    When you wakeup

    You think …

    What happened at night?

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  3. Charles GhignaMarch 30, 2011 at 2:03 PM

    Thank you for a year full (and ear full) of poetry!

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  4. SueBMarch 30, 2011 at 6:43 PM

    Amy,
    Congratulations! I am so going to miss your daily poems. I hope you have something else creative up your sleeve that you will share!
    Thank you!! SueB

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  5. Amy L VMarch 30, 2011 at 9:16 PM

    Dear Mary Lee, Teresa, Charles, & Sue,

    Thank you tons for your generosity. I really thought of my friends (new and old) when the word-finding got tricky.

    And Ashley! What a curious and delightful poem. I am right now thinking about the chair I'm in...just wondering. Might I have your permission to share this poem one day, perhaps with a few words from you about how you got the idea? It's whimsical! Especially the part about the chair and the couch playing checkers like old buddies... A.

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