by Hugh Macleod at GapingVoid |
Monday, April 22, 2013
Happy Earth Day!
Common Inspiration--Uncommon Creations.22
Irises by V. VanGogh Painting in the Public Domain, from Wikimedia Commons |
IRIS
When I close my eyes,
I can smell their spice,
see the one white --
"Fire and Ice" --
my mother's pride.
©Mary Lee Hahn, 2013
From Kevin (Kevin's Meandering Mind):
VanGogh had an ear for color
I have an eye for sound
He heard flowers blooming
I see music all around
When rainbow shades collide,
minor chords fall like stars -
he dipped into his palette
I strum on my guitar
And so you sit, wondering,
whether his ear heard what you see
while I keep my eyes open wide
for every note, a melody ...
©Kevin Hodgson, 2013
From Carol (Carol's Corner):
"Iris"
I find them one day
in a brown paper bag
in the teacher's lounge
bumpy white bulbs
withered brown leaves
stringish roots
covered in dry dirt.
A sign on the bag says
IRIS- FREE TO A GOOD HOME.
I am told not to take too many
they will take over my yard
I select ten.
I am not a gardener.
do not know that iris
like to be planted
in mid to late summer
in groups of two or three
four inches down
with nitrogen fertilizer
in half sun.
I throw them in the ground
and forget about them.
The next summer
my paltry efforts
are rewarded
with a rainbow of richness-
kingly purple,
a deep velvety night black,
tawny lion's mane gold
and palest lemon yellow.
All that loveliness
pulled from a brown paper bag
in the teacher's lounge.
(c) Carol Wilcox, 2013
Irises
I wait patiently
for the irises:
indigo,
canary yellow,
coral,
to bloom
in the flowerbeds
surrounding my house,
a sign of warmer days,
and a reminder
of my great-grandmother
whose hands first
cared for them.
©Cathy Mere, 2013
The theme of my 2013 National Poetry Month Project is
"Common Inspiration--Uncommon Creations."
I will be using the media to inspire my poetry, but I am going to invite my students to use my daily media picks to inspire any original creation: poems, stories, comics, music, videos, sculptures, drawings...anything!
You are invited to join the fun, too! Leave a link to your creation in the comments and I'll add it to that day's post. I'll add pictures of my students' work throughout the month as well.
Sunday, April 21, 2013
Common Inspiration--Uncommon Creations.21
I have a couple of students who are obsessed with Rubik's Cubes and who are AMAZING at solving this puzzle. They study videos, learn algorithms, and work with a timer to improve their times. This kind of thinking is completely outside my skill set. I am in awe of them. Here is a video one of these Rubik's Cube experts made of himself solving the cube in under 20 seconds:
Video used with the permission from mariojj123Cubing
RUBIK'S CUBE
Rotate layers -- twist twist spin --
Up and down -- twist twist spin --
Backwards, forwards -- twist twist spin --It's solved! ...How did you do that?
Kindly repeat, but
Slower this time...
Clickclick twisttwist spinspin
Updownaround, faster than you can follow.Believe it...because you see it happen before your very
Eyes.
©Mary Lee Hahn, 2013
From Kevin (Kevin's Meandering Mind):
the boy whispered, as his father stared
at the young fingers
quickly swiveling and twisting the color tiles,
remixing the cube back towards its original and perfect state,
"and I can do it in less," the boy boasted,
barely looking at his hands in movement,
matching up colors in a blur of speed
and confidence.
Instead, the boy gazed intently at his father,
seeking a compliment, or comment,
or an acknowledgement at the very least,
but all he got was that dead-eyed look of an adult
suddenly realizing just how difficult it would be
to put his own fractured world back together in just
20 moves or less.
©Kevin Hodgson, 2013
From Linda (TeacherDance):
Mr. Rubik, thank you!
You gave magic to those
drowning
in two-dimensional school.
They got to show their talents
as their fingers twisted and turned-
all eyes watching.
The teacher turned away,
but his thoughts filled
with new ideas
of what might be.
You gave magic to those
drowning
in two-dimensional school.
They got to show their talents
as their fingers twisted and turned-
all eyes watching.
The teacher turned away,
but his thoughts filled
with new ideas
of what might be.
©Linda Baie, 2013
From Cathy (Merely Day by Day):
Each day in April, I will feature media from the Wikimedia Commons ("a database of 16,565,065 freely usable media files to which anyone can contribute") along with bits and pieces of my brainstorming and both unfinished and finished poems.
I will be using the media to inspire my poetry, but I am going to invite my students to use my daily media picks to inspire any original creation: poems, stories, comics, music, videos, sculptures, drawings...anything!
You are invited to join the fun, too! Leave a link to your creation in the comments and I'll add it to that day's post. I'll add pictures of my students' work throughout the month as well.
From Cathy (Merely Day by Day):
Rubik's Cube
I gave my cube a twist,
and then a turn or two,
the colors started mixing,
what was I to do?
I twisted more and more,
I tried to match a row,
but the harder that I tried,
the less I seemed to know.
Now I look upon my cube,
a tear drop I have cried,
because for the life of me,
I can't even match a side!
©Cathy Mere, 2013
From Carol (Carol's Corner):
From Carol (Carol's Corner):
"A Rubik's Cube Kind of Life"
The Rubik's cube,
Those six faces
red, yellow, blue,
green, white, orange,
a twist, a turn, a spin,
in the hands of some
the faces magically align.
In my hands
that crazy cube
doesn't quite work that way
I twist one way
sure that that will make a color align
but then another color
is misaligned
and I make one more twist
sure that I will create perfection
and then two faces are misaligned.
Sometimes life
is a lot like a Rubik's cube
all those facets-
family, friends, finances,
job, house, God--
and I think if I just make one shift,
if I just get up half hour earlier,
or spend $20 less here or there,
or pray a little harder
just that one twist
and all of the faces will align.
Except they never do.
(c) Carol Wilcox, 2013
The theme of my 2013 National Poetry Month Project is
"Common Inspiration--Uncommon Creations."
I will be using the media to inspire my poetry, but I am going to invite my students to use my daily media picks to inspire any original creation: poems, stories, comics, music, videos, sculptures, drawings...anything!
You are invited to join the fun, too! Leave a link to your creation in the comments and I'll add it to that day's post. I'll add pictures of my students' work throughout the month as well.
Saturday, April 20, 2013
Common Inspiration--Uncommon Creations.20
Map of San Antonio, Texas (Image is in the Public Domain, from Wikimedia Commons) |
For the third Saturday in a row, I am not at home, enjoying the leisure and luxury that is sometimes known as Saturday.
I am in San Antonio, Texas at the International Reading Association conference. As I'm out and about today, I'll be thinking about San Antonio's past, the river that runs through it, and maybe those flat, dry plains that spread to the horizon from its edges. Maybe today's image is about the known and the unknown. So many possible directions to go with your writing, when you've got a map in mind.
winding ribbon of water
fed by natural springs
lined by hundred year-old cypress trees
polka-dotted by restaurant umbrellas
serenaded by mariachi bands
cruised by tour boats
beloved heart of San Antonio
©Mary Lee Hahn, 2013
In My Mind’s Eye
This older map
of straight lines
hides the crooked stories
of the past:
in the houses
down the street,
next door,
across the way,
in the alley,
catty-cornered,
in the park,
third floor,
a street away,
at the second stop sign,
along the river,
just out of town.
I just need to look
and imagine.
© Linda Baie, 2013
From Kevin (Kevin's Meandering Mind):
Heading left,
I turn right;
North then south,
then easterly towards the wildest west,
until the present fades from view
into the past,
sepia-toned and yellowed with age.
The color drains
out of experience
as I dig deep into the stories
sunk down deep into the grids
of time.
©Kevin Hodgson, 2013
From Cathy (Merely Day by Day):
the river
ever moving
meanders
surrounded by trees
watching
listening to the stories
that envelop it
for centuries
it babbles
gurgles
yet keeps many secrets
the river
ever moving
yet eternally entrapped
within this bed
©Cathy Mere, 2013
I turn right;
North then south,
then easterly towards the wildest west,
until the present fades from view
into the past,
sepia-toned and yellowed with age.
The color drains
out of experience
as I dig deep into the stories
sunk down deep into the grids
of time.
©Kevin Hodgson, 2013
From Cathy (Merely Day by Day):
the river
ever moving
meanders
surrounded by trees
watching
listening to the stories
that envelop it
for centuries
it babbles
gurgles
yet keeps many secrets
the river
ever moving
yet eternally entrapped
within this bed
©Cathy Mere, 2013
From Carol (Carol's Corner):
"Travelling"
long before the sun
climbs over the horizon
we travel eastward
across the plains of Colorado
past the cornfields of
Nebraska and Iowa
over the wide brown Mississippi
into Illinois.
The map,
once a precisely
fractioned pamphlet
becomes an unwieldy mass
as it is recreased
refolded
then reopened
my stubby seven-year-old finger
wonderingly
traces our route
amazed that
I have journeyed this
so far into this
big wide world.
(C) Carol Wilcox, 2013
Each day in April, I will feature media from the Wikimedia Commons ("a database of 16,565,065 freely usable media files to which anyone can contribute") along with bits and pieces of my brainstorming and both unfinished and finished poems.
I will be using the media to inspire my poetry, but I am going to invite my students to use my daily media picks to inspire any original creation: poems, stories, comics, music, videos, sculptures, drawings...anything!
You are invited to join the fun, too! Leave a link to your creation in the comments and I'll add it to that day's post. I'll add pictures of my students' work throughout the month as well.
long before the sun
climbs over the horizon
we travel eastward
across the plains of Colorado
past the cornfields of
Nebraska and Iowa
over the wide brown Mississippi
into Illinois.
The map,
once a precisely
fractioned pamphlet
becomes an unwieldy mass
as it is recreased
refolded
then reopened
my stubby seven-year-old finger
wonderingly
traces our route
amazed that
I have journeyed this
so far into this
big wide world.
(C) Carol Wilcox, 2013
The theme of my 2013 National Poetry Month Project is
"Common Inspiration--Uncommon Creations."
I will be using the media to inspire my poetry, but I am going to invite my students to use my daily media picks to inspire any original creation: poems, stories, comics, music, videos, sculptures, drawings...anything!
You are invited to join the fun, too! Leave a link to your creation in the comments and I'll add it to that day's post. I'll add pictures of my students' work throughout the month as well.
Friday, April 19, 2013
Common Inspiration--Uncommon Creations.19
Ocean Waves, by Luftrum via Wikimedia Commons
SWIMMING POOL MEMORY
I remember the day I learned to float on my back --
lying in the middle of the pool's chlorine ocean
listening to the sound of the water in my ears
looking up at the blue blue Colorado sky
feeling the cradle of the water rock me back and forth
I didn't hear them yelling at me to come out of the pool --
lessons long over
the other children wrapped in towels
my own reverie broken
feeling a loss when I climbed from water to land
©Mary Lee Hahn, 2013
From Kevin (Kevin's Meandering Mind):
She was always happiest
sitting by the window of the house
overlooking the Atlantic Ocean,
knotty hands knitting
as she listened to the rhythm of the tides
coming and going, like the years,
just like the years, coming and going,
and sometimes, I'd see her eyes close,
as if she were floating away for a few minutes
towards something better.
©Kevin Hodgson, 2013
The podcast is here.
From Carol (Carol's Corner):
“Underwater”
I am five.
Marge Westbay tells me to sit
on the steps at the pool
until it is my turn
to swim with her.
I mean to sit there
But then somehow
I am underwater
moving weightlessly
through a strange and magical
aqua green world
enchanted
by the dappled sunlight
dancing
on the bottom
of the pool
The lifeguard
drags me to the top
sits my bottom hard
on the edge of the pool
and scolds me
for moving toward that magic.
© Carol Wilcox, 2013
Irene has the Poetry Friday roundup at Live Your Poem... Hopefully this week I'll be able to visit the roundup and catch up on some of the amazing projects others are doing this month!
The theme of my 2013 National Poetry Month Project is
"Common Inspiration--Uncommon Creations."
I will be using the media to inspire my poetry, but I am going to invite my students to use my daily media picks to inspire any original creation: poems, stories, comics, music, videos, sculptures, drawings...anything!
You are invited to join the fun, too! Leave a link to your creation in the comments and I'll add it to that day's post. I'll add pictures of my students' work throughout the month as well.
Thursday, April 18, 2013
Common Inspiration--Uncommon Creations.18
Ansel Adams [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons |
ANSEL ADAMS IN CANYON DE CHELLY
meandering
eroding
grain by grain
rising
towering
from the plain
lighting
shadowing
changeable sky
framing
shooting
artistic eye
©Mary Lee Hahn, 2013
From Carol (Carol's Corner):
From Carol (Carol's Corner):
"Canyon"
Great canyon,
shaped
by the crushing,
grinding
wearing
constancy
of movement.
you
who have learned
the secret
of bending,
circumnavigating
and pressing
forward
you
who so clearly
comprehend
pattern and layer
shadow and light
clarity and cloud
You
who know
great beauty
derived
from great adversity
teach me the secrets
of your
rock canyon
endurance.
(c) Carol Wilcox, 2013
chasing sunspots around this mountain
as if you were lighter on your feet
than a rainbow,
or faster than the fingers of clouds
casting shadows.
©Kevin Hodgson, 2013
Each day in April, I will feature media from the Wikimedia Commons ("a database of 16,565,065 freely usable media files to which anyone can contribute") along with bits and pieces of my brainstorming and both unfinished and finished poems.
I will be using the media to inspire my poetry, but I am going to invite my students to use my daily media picks to inspire any original creation: poems, stories, comics, music, videos, sculptures, drawings...anything!
You are invited to join the fun, too! Leave a link to your creation in the comments and I'll add it to that day's post. I'll add pictures of my students' work throughout the month as well.
The theme of my 2013 National Poetry Month Project is
"Common Inspiration--Uncommon Creations."
I will be using the media to inspire my poetry, but I am going to invite my students to use my daily media picks to inspire any original creation: poems, stories, comics, music, videos, sculptures, drawings...anything!
You are invited to join the fun, too! Leave a link to your creation in the comments and I'll add it to that day's post. I'll add pictures of my students' work throughout the month as well.
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
Common Inspiration--Uncommon Creations.17
By exfordy (Brian Snelson) via Wikimedia Commons
CRAZY
It's a crazy life --
I'm stuck in a zoo.
What else can I do --
I'll laugh!
It's a crazy life --
I have no real choice, but
I've still got my voice, so
I'll laugh!
It's a crazy life --
I can't spread my wings,
I've no freedom: that stings.
I laugh?
It's a crazy life --
look me right in the eye.
Can't you see that I cry?
It's no laugh.
©Mary Lee Hahn, 2013
From Kevin (Kevin's Meandering Mind):
Don't laugh
this could be you
stuck here with me
inside this zoo
where all we do
is prance and wait
for someone else
to navigate
we situate
ourselves, here,
while dreaming only
to disappear
I fear, though,
we're here for ages
tossing words
across our cages.
- the podcast: http://vocaroo.com/i/s1nv8LMwFVET
©Kevin Hodgson, 2013
From Carol (Carol's Corner):
Some things
are not
supposed to be.
Parrots,
even laughing parrots,
are not
supposed to be
trapped
in wire cages.
Moviegoers
are not
supposed to be
trapped
in theaters
hiding as
their worlds implode.
Six-year-olds
are not supposed
to be trapped
in school bathrooms
"waiting
for the good people
to come."
Celebrants
are not supposed
to be trapped
in a rain
of bb's and broken glass
blood pooling around them.
And none of us
are supposed
to be trapped
in a world
where we are
the audience
always waiting
for the next act
in an
endless tragedy.
Some things
are not
supposed to be.
(c) Carol Wilcox, 2013
The theme of my 2013 National Poetry Month Project is
"Common Inspiration--Uncommon Creations."
I will be using the media to inspire my poetry, but I am going to invite my students to use my daily media picks to inspire any original creation: poems, stories, comics, music, videos, sculptures, drawings...anything!
You are invited to join the fun, too! Leave a link to your creation in the comments and I'll add it to that day's post. I'll add pictures of my students' work throughout the month as well.
Tuesday, April 16, 2013
Common Inspiration--Uncommon Creations.16
via Wikimedia Commons |
FENCES
I've been climbing fences
(and being hurt by them)
since I was a kid.
Broke my arm on one.
Snagged my right knee on barbed wire.
I have the scar to show for it.
I don't much like fences.
©Mary Lee Hahn, 2013
From Kevin (Kevin's Meandering Mind):
twined to hold tight, day and night;
We stand, hand in hand.
©Kevin Hodgson, 2013
From Carol (Carol's Corner):
"A Poem About Barbed Wire"
I might have a poem about barley
or barges or barrels or bards
I might have a poem about barbeques
But I don't have a poem about barbed wire.
I might have a poem about Barbados
or maybe the Barbary Coast,
Those places with beaches and barnacles
where barbed wire's usually a ghost.
I might write a poem about bargains
or barbells or Barbie or Ken
Perhaps I've a poem about Bar-Bar-bara-Ann
But those barbed wire poems ain't no gems.
I might have a poem about barn burners,
barnstormers, barnyards, or barn doors,
But those poems about barbed wire fences
Are wadded-up trash on the floor.
Poems about barbed wire fences
are poignant or raunchy or wise,
I've written me poems about many ol' things
But barbed wire's one I ain't tried!
(C) Carol Wilcox, 2013
Each day in April, I will feature media from the Wikimedia Commons ("a database of 16,565,065 freely usable media files to which anyone can contribute") along with bits and pieces of my brainstorming and both unfinished and finished poems.
I will be using the media to inspire my poetry, but I am going to invite my students to use my daily media picks to inspire any original creation: poems, stories, comics, music, videos, sculptures, drawings...anything!
You are invited to join the fun, too! Leave a link to your creation in the comments and I'll add it to that day's post. I'll add pictures of my students' work throughout the month as well.
I might have a poem about barley
or barges or barrels or bards
I might have a poem about barbeques
But I don't have a poem about barbed wire.
I might have a poem about Barbados
or maybe the Barbary Coast,
Those places with beaches and barnacles
where barbed wire's usually a ghost.
I might write a poem about bargains
or barbells or Barbie or Ken
Perhaps I've a poem about Bar-Bar-bara-Ann
But those barbed wire poems ain't no gems.
I might have a poem about barn burners,
barnstormers, barnyards, or barn doors,
But those poems about barbed wire fences
Are wadded-up trash on the floor.
Poems about barbed wire fences
are poignant or raunchy or wise,
I've written me poems about many ol' things
But barbed wire's one I ain't tried!
(C) Carol Wilcox, 2013
The theme of my 2013 National Poetry Month Project is
"Common Inspiration--Uncommon Creations."
I will be using the media to inspire my poetry, but I am going to invite my students to use my daily media picks to inspire any original creation: poems, stories, comics, music, videos, sculptures, drawings...anything!
You are invited to join the fun, too! Leave a link to your creation in the comments and I'll add it to that day's post. I'll add pictures of my students' work throughout the month as well.
Monday, April 15, 2013
2013 Kidlitosphere Progressive Poem
This poem, the brainchild of Irene Latham of the blog Live Your Poem, began 14 bloggers ago, and has grown since then, one line per blogger at a time (see sidebar for complete list). Today, smack dab in the middle of the poem, it's my turn.
When you listen to your footsteps
the words become music and
the rhythm that you’re rapping gets your fingers tapping, too.
Your pen starts dancing across the page
a private pirouette, a solitary samba until
smiling, you’re beguiling as your love comes shining through.
Pause a moment in your dreaming, hear the whispers
of the words, one dancer to another, saying
Listen, that’s our cue! Mind your meter. Find your rhyme.
Ignore the trepidation while you jitterbug and jive.
Arm in arm, toe to toe, words begin to wiggle and flow
as your heart starts singing let your mind keep swinging
From life’s trapeze, like a clown on the breeze.
Swinging upside down, throw and catch new sounds--
Swinging upside down, throw and catch new sounds--
Take a risk, try a trick; break a sweat: safety net?
Common Inspiration--Uncommon Creations.15
By ESO/Yuri Beletsky via Wikimedia Commons |
IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK
My laser is non-violent --
it does the stars
no harm.
It 's not a blast,
just helps us watch
the far galactic core.
©Mary Lee Hahn, 2013
From Carol (Carol's Corner):
"Quantifiable?"
Let there by light
the astronomer proclaims
and a laser beam
shoots from earth
to measure
heaven's vastness.
Creator God
chuckles
as He watches
miniscule humans
attempt to quantify
the work of His
mighty hands.
(C) Carol Wilcox, 2013
From Kevin (Kevin's Meandering Mind)
Riding lights;
writing nights;
The sky falls down
in a gentle rain of heavenly sights.
We gather hands and dance
amidst the possibilities
of chance that somewhere,
perhaps unaware,
someone else is looking out as we look in,
our eyes both extended into the stars
even as our words get scribbled out,
near and far, letter by letter,
line by line,
in this data-strewn world of virtual space.
©Kevin Hodgson, 2013
Protest
Scientists announced at audio lab
a connection leaving today.
They are using a laser beam to nab
electricity from the Milky Way.
They haven’t said, but I’m wondering why
we can’t use the power at home.
I hope that our stars stay bright in the sky
And the scientists stop laser roam.
© Linda Baie, 2013
Yepun’s laser beam crosses the southern sky and creates an artificial star at an altitude of 90 km high in the Earth's mesosphere. The Laser Guide Star (LGS) is part of the VLT’s adaptive optics system and is used as a reference to correct the blurring effect of the atmosphere on images. The colour of the laser is precisely tuned to energise a layer of sodium atoms found in one of the upper layers of the atmosphere — one can recognise the familiar colour of sodium street lamps in the colour of the laser. This layer of sodium atoms is thought to be a leftover from meteorites entering the Earth’s atmosphere. When excited by the light from the laser, the atoms start glowing, forming a small bright spot that can be used as an artificial reference star for the adaptive optics. Using this technique, astronomers can obtain sharper observations. For example, when looking towards the centre of our Milky Way, researchers can better monitor the galactic core, where a central supermassive black hole, surrounded by closely orbiting stars, is swallowing gas and dust."
We'll follow the same pattern of media this week as the last two: Monday: Picture of the Year, Tuesday: Featured Picture (new category), Wednesday: Video, Thursday: Famous Art, Friday: Audio, Saturday: Potluck, Sunday: Animation.
The theme of my 2013 National Poetry Month Project is
"Common Inspiration--Uncommon Creations."
I will be using the media to inspire my poetry, but I am going to invite my students to use my daily media picks to inspire any original creation: poems, stories, comics, music, videos, sculptures, drawings...anything!
You are invited to join the fun, too! Leave a link to your creation in the comments and I'll add it to that day's post. I'll add pictures of my students' work throughout the month as well.
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