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Showing posts with label Description Poems. Show all posts

Sunday, April 19, 2020

19 - Poems Can Describe a Person, Place, Thing, or Idea

Welcome to my 2020 National Poetry Month Project
See My Last 10 Poetry Projects HERE

Each day of April 2020, I will share three things:
  • A dice roll of three word dice
  • A video explaining one poetic technique titled POEMS CAN... You can also find these at Sharing Our Notebooks as part of my ongoing Keeping a Notebook project
  • A poem inspired by one or more of the dice words and the technique

Here are All of This Month's Poems:

And now, for today's words! 

Day 19 Words
Photo by Amy LV




Thank you to Heinemann for giving away a copy of my book POEMS ARE TEACHERS: HOW STUDYING POETRY STRENGTHENS WRITING IN ALL GENRES each week of April. I will draw names from the previous week each Thursday evening at 11:59pm, and I will announce a winner each Friday. Please leave a way to contact you in your comment as if I cannot contact you easily, I will choose a different name. This week's winner is named atop the post.


If you would like to learn more about other National Poetry Month projects happening throughout the Kidlitosphere, Jama has rounded up many NPM happenings over at Jama's Alphabet Soup.  Happy National Poetry Month 2020.

xo,
Amy

Antoinette Loves Violets
Photo by Amy LV

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Friday, March 20, 2020

Outside My Window


Dear Poetry Friends,

For the foreseeable future, I will crosspost on Fridays, here and at Sharing Our Notebooks, where I have been sharing - and will continue to share - a daily notebooking talk. (Today is Day 5.) Instead of writing about my poem in a blog post as is usual on Fridays, I will include that day's video talk from Sharing Our Notebooks.

If you are new to visiting The Poem Farm, I welcome you to poke around. There are all kinds of things to try.

Fridays are for Poetry...in both of my online homes.

Take walks. Be good to yourself. I care about you.

xo, 
Amy

ps - I had a book come out this week. It is titled WRITE! WRITE! WRITE!, and it was edited by the fabulous Rebecca Davis, illustrated by the amazing Ryan O'Rourke, and published by Boyds Mills Kane. You can see the trailer and learn more about it HERE if you wish. Check out my sidebar for an adorable butterfly pencil template made by Ryan.

Betsy the Writing Camper
Photo by Amy LV





Michelle is hosting this week's Poetry Friday roundup at Michelle Kogan with some bright poems about spring. We invite everybody to join in each Friday as we share poems, poem books, poetry ideas, and friendship. Check out my left sidebar to learn where to find this poetry goodness each week of the year.

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Friday, October 6, 2017

Capturing Scenes & A Poetry Peek!



Easel Draft at Hamilton School
Photo by Amy LV




Students - Last week, I was very lucky to visit Alexander Hamilton School in Glen Rock, New Jersey.  As part of my visit to NJ, I took the train to see our daughter Hope at college in New York City.  On that trip, the moment you read about in today's poem....really happened.  So of course I wrote about it in my notebook.

Then I wrote about it in front of students at Hamilton School on the easel above.  And I couldn't stop thinking about it.

Certain scenes are like this - they stay in your head, stuck like peanut butter to the roof of your mouth.  Something so beautiful, peaceful, frightening, fascinating...wants to live on.  Writing helps us hold such scenes close.  Writing gives us our lives back again.  

Cesare Pavese wrote, "We do not remember days, we remember moments."  It's true.

Today it is my pleasure to welcome my friend Shirley Thacker, a wonderful teacher friend who studied with the Indiana Writing Project and taught primary students for 42 years.  A believer in writing and in building "communities of respectful brothers and sisters who accept all people and their strengths and weaknesses," Shirley joins us today to share how she writes poetry with second through fifth grade students after school and in summer Comp Camps at Wes-Del Elementary in Gaston, Indiana.  Shirley says, "Sharing is key...this is why I write. I want someone to listen."  Welcome, Shirley and welcome, young writers!


I believe there has to be a reading/writing connection.  If you read like a writer and write like a reader, your life is forever changed.  So that being said, I give a couple of weeks of choice writing while we immerse ourselves in reading in the genre we will write next.  Then when our new writing cycle starts, students will some background information to hold onto.

Before our poetry writing cycle, we have had a couple of weeks to look at poetry, reading a great variety of poems, so by the time we start writing poetry, we have learned some writing craft: onomatopoeia, just right word choice. bold nouns, vivid verbs, magic three, simile, metaphor, and more. 

Day one of poetry, students are sitting on the carpet and I tell them we will be learning how to write poems.  I invite them to watch a poem in the making. . . I am by the chart paper.  I usually choose something they won't want to copy, a topic such as coffee or my dog, Yuri.  They are watching me ponder and think.  They know that to write, you have to choose something you know about.

"I think I will try Yuri. .  .. I need a word bank to form the poem. I will write all the words that I can think of along the and down the right side of the chart paper. . . . "

Shirley's Poem Draft
(Click to Enlarge)

"Now I am ready to shape my poem. . .  Let me think. . ..hmmm"

Yuri 
by Mrs. Thacker

My little golden doodle,

Furry with beautiful eyes. . . 

like Yuri Zhivago.!

Reddish-brown like dried  pine needles.

Loved doggy school,  . . TWICE!

Can sit, shake paw, and go down. . . 

Naughty boy . .  .

Chewed Bic razor! . . .

Off to animal hospital 

lots of x-rays!  

My little lap baby,

YURI!

After this demonstration, I invite students to "Have a go at it"  . . . students go back with notebooks and have a no walk, no talk period of 10-15 min. . . while I write too!  Then we can buddy up for help and suggestions or sharing.

The next day I write a poem on a chart or return to my first poem to show revision in a different color marker. I want the students to get the idea that revision is part of writing.

When they are peer editing/sharing , I might be conferencing, walking around listening to their poems.  Students may publish or write new poems at any time.  Sometimes students will want to read more to get ideas. The room looks like a newspaper office with everyone doing what they need to do! This is the best 45-60 min in our day.

Here are a few poems from students in last year's Comp Camp.

Rainstorm
by Chloe (grade 2)

BOOM
Splash, drip
The thunder growling
Lightning!
Flashing through the windows.

It's getting louder,
And LOUDER.

Then it stops.
The sun is out!
A RAINBOW!
BYE!
See you later, 
Rain



Pink 
by Alaina (grade 3)

Pink is the color of...
A highlighter, my hair tie, my bed and blankets

Pink is the color of...
My shirts and pants, my notebook.

Pink is the color of...
Watermelon, jolly rancher, and sweatshirt.



Rainstorm
by Brock (grade 3)

I make people fright
I make them cry
I make puddles
I make sparks and electricity!



Chair
by Norah (grade 3)

I am a MAD chair!
Kids fall on me...
BAM!
Kids slam me,
Kids sit on me...

Huh, huh, huh!

Pay back time!!!



Mrs. Thacker
by Carter (grade 3)

Mrs. Thacker is the bomb!
Rad
So the best hugger.
The best storyteller
The best singer.
Awesome teacher!
Cool!!
Book Lover
Nice person
READER!


Darkness
by Callie (grade 5)

The sun is so dark
Darkness
I see a
Person. Oh wait, it's
A rock
Darkness
I hear a horse
Oh Wait, 
It's Mr. Shaffer
Darkness, 
I see the Darkest soul
Of them all!

Darkness,
Oh yes,
Darkness



Nature
by Ella (grade 5)

The wind was blowing through the trees,
The wind chimes sing a song with keys,
Around around everywhere we go.
Nature tells us something we don't know
Over there and over here
There's nothing ever to fear!



Summertime Storms
by Jennah (grade 5)

I don't have much fear
When storms are near
But when wind blows
My scared expression shows!

Crashes of thunder
Flashes some lightning
This weather is
My heart's everything

Hail starts to fall
From a sky full of gray
I wish I could
Be outside to play,
But Mom says," "NOT TODAY!"
Branches of trees 
Scatter the ground
There are so many things
Making a sound

Not a tornado was in sight!
I'm really glad!
Didn't take flight
Storm has passed
It went by
Very FAST!



Orange 
by Kasen (grade 3)

Orange is the color...

Morning and dawn.
Lawn in winter
Lava at the center of a volcano
Lots of things
On our beautiful earth!



Please Don't Go
by Malachi (grade 4)

Don't go bye bye
In front of my eyes.
Just don't die...
I love you KYE!

Please don't go
You stole my heart.
I know...
I will fall apart.

PLEASE DON'T GO!!!


Thank you so much, Shirley and poets, for joining us here at The Poem Farm today! It was a treat to have you here and to read your words.

I would also like to thank the amazing Donna Farrell, for her gorgeous work redesigning the look of The Poem Farm, Sharing Our Notebooks, and my website.  I am incredibly grateful to her.

Please visit the latest post at my other blog, Sharing Our Notebooks and comment by Saturday, October 14 to win a copy of Caroline Starr Rose's latest book!  She's sharing a poem AND a peek inside of her notebooks.

You can find more poems and poemlove over at Violet Nesdoly/poems as the warm and wise Violet is hosting this week's Poetry Friday roundup, where everyone is always welcome to read, comment, and link in with us!

Friday, December 2, 2016

Celebrating Simple, Humble Objects with Our Words



Winter Projects
Photo by Amy LV



Students - Today's poem is a celebration of simple mittens.  I love mittens, I love yarn, and I love the short 'i' sound.  And so today's small temple of words comes together around these three loves.  

Sometimes in life, one goes through times of despair and worry, grumpiness and uncertainty.  I've been feeling these things lately, and so this week I decided to turn my attention toward humble objects that bring me and the world small measures of joy and beauty.  You can see yesterday's notebook words around this idea here --

December 1, 2016 Notebook Snip
Photo by Amy LV

I do spend bits of winter days knitting cozy projects, and today the words and wool come together as one.

Any one of us can choose to turn our attention to the humble nouns around us. Check your closet and pockets.  What do you see, feel drawn to, love?  Try choosing something that does not require batteries or electricity.  Go as simple as you can.  Appreciate small things.  And write about them.

Hand-stitched Notebooks by Stitch Buffalo Refugee Artisans
Photo by Amy LV

In case you missed it last month, just like last year, The Poem Farm will be giving a Christmas gift of free shipping for anyone who would like to order two or more hand-stitched notebooks or bird ornaments.  These are beautiful pieces made by refugee artisan women in Buffalo, NY through Stitch Buffalo.  They do not ship, but only sell locally, so this is a special opportunity. You can read my post and learn more information HERE.  

To read last year's Stitch Buffalo post and poem, visit HERE.  I am so happy and thankful to share that in two weeks, The Poem Farm readers have purchased over $1600 of birds and notebooks, most all of which will go directly to the individual artisans who made each item.  Thank you!

Over at Sharing Our Notebooks, you can find the winner to my latest book giveaway.  And I am currently seeking a new writer over there, so if you are a young student notebook keeper, please let your teacher know if you would be interested in sharing your notebook pages.  Together with your parents and teacher, I would love to celebrate your notebook!

Bridget is hosting today's Poetry Friday fiesta over at wee words for wee ones.  Join her, and all of us, in finding goodness in poetry and life all week long.  Everyone is always invited to Poetry Friday!

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Monday, May 14, 2012

Field & Difficult Goodbyes

Field
Photo by Amy LV


When I was a little girl, our home was surrounded by fields.  And so of course, my sister Heidi, the neighbors, and I would play and play and play in the ditches and goldenrod patches, pretending we were runaway orphans, animals, anything and everything.  We'd pat down the weeds and hide ourselves in there for hours, and the green stems really felt like solid walls.  These neighboring fields were my second home, my imagination home.

In time, each field was bulldozed into a lot for a new house, and the locations of our small hideaways disappeared, turning, one-by-one, into grassy yards and basements.  Progress goes on, but sometimes it makes me feel sad.

Students -This is a poem about change, and it is also about a loss that made me a little bit empty.  You will notice that structurally, this verse is simply a list of descriptions, closing up with a question and statement.  Writing this poem didn't make the houses go away, but giving voices to my feelings helped me to say goodbye and maybe, to connect with other people who have felt this same way.

If you're interested in thinking more about children spending more time in nature, visit the Children & Nature Network, an organization brimming with generous and wise resources for home and classroom.

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