Category: Musings
My #OLW for 2017 is Light
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I have chosen Light as my One Little Word for 2017 because this word is comforting and inspirational. Light has so many different meanings that I immediately felt better for thinking about this choice. I have so many fears about 2017 that I need something to give me hope and inspiration. That is the beauty…
Read MoreMommy Truth
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No You can’t have the last cookie It’s been a rough day, week, year That oreo is all that stands Between Momma and losing her fingernail grip on sanity Do You want to risk life as you know it It’s been a rough day, week, year There isn’t any wine in the fridge But there…
Read MoreLove
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Love is a carved wooden goblet Wood darkened by age and use Base sprawling wide, solid, unshakable Stem spiraling upward The generous curve of the goblet whispers stories once carved deep now erased by the caress of countless touches While the lip of the cup runs round endless and smooth to the mouth The well…
Read MoreEmpathy is Always the Answer
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I believe empathy is always the answer. Hate seems to dominate the news and social media. This hurts my heart. I don’t understand how anyone can spend so much priceless life energy on hate. I turned 50 this year and the one lesson I have learned is that hate never solved anything. Love is the…
Read MoreBecause You Asked About the Line Between Religion and Faith
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Books walls rules structure Music poetry prayer Bulwark and support Minefields and cracked foundations Blood and ashes on our lips In ancient mountains Touch comforting newborn cry Rain soothing dry earth Nurturing bloom and fruit for Nourishing spirt and flesh Religion a tool Gripped to protect or destroy Faith benevolence A gift to…
Read MoreFrom My Deck
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Breeze stirs evergreens Black ears perk up at bird song Charring burgers tease Blooms tilt to meet last sun rays Feet up, work gloves discarded Learn how to write your own Tanka poem and #JustWrite.
Read MoreI Am From
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I am from orchards and soccer balls, windmills and beaches where it is too dangerous to swim; I am from hillsides of waving white and pink blossoms and truckloads of dark-faced strangers to reap their fruit; I am from secret hideaways earned by battle-scarred arms and legs and hair torn out by the roots yet…
Read MorePraise to the Teacher Writer
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The writers come to us, unknowing and fearful They know working with words is dangerous As language is combustible and corrosive – incendiary They worry they do not have the skill for such dangerous work But then we fill them with their own fire and teach them how to build firebreaks As well as how…
Read MoreWon’t You Celebrate With Me
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Won’t you celebrate with me That I love learning and laughing with my students That I possess patience and understanding That I am sweet and kind and helpful That I have pushed my students to learn and do more than they thought possible That I have made my students proud of their accomplishments Won’t you…
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