I have been loving standing at the peripheries of America’s Poetry Month. I’m glad I didn’t commit to any goals/challenges, because I’ve been able to focus on my own writing (that troublesome verse novel) whilst being inspired and invigorated by all the chatter and love for poetry! Continue reading
During Month of Poetry 2014, I discovered the trimeric, a beautiful form of poetry to write because it almost washes over you in waves, developing each line further. This is one that I share with people when they’re faced with uncertainty, grief, or illness. They’re not really my words. But I find great comfort and reassurance in each of these Bible promises.
Thank-you Elizabeth for hosting this week’s Poetry Friday at Elizabeth Steinglass .
For the past number of years (too lazy to chase that up for accuracy) I have been co-ordinating Month of Poetry each January – a family-friendly event for kids and adults. I love the discipline and the refreshment of writing a poem a day for a month, and I love the camaraderie of the group, but each year it just about does my head in. So – this year I’m taking a big step back, and am no longer running locked pages on the MoP blog. I’m still planning on writing a poem a day in January – and I know others are too. But maybe this year I’ll finally wrangle some of those forms that have eluded me in previous years. Or maybe I can progress the verse novel I worked on during #MoP14, that just keeps tripping me up… I’m really looking forward to having a clear head to start the year. And of course, I still want to play with short bites of words.
If anyone else wants to join me in a month of poetry play, you can post a comment below, or sign up here. Signing up is really just a way of saying ‘I’m in’. Sharing of poems is voluntary, through your own blogs and networks. I’m hoping to post something here each week for Poetry Friday.
Interested? You’re welcome to join in. 🙂
In an unrelated snippet, I’m delighted that my verse novel, ‘On Track’ has been included in Megan Daley’s Children’s Books Daily Top 10 Middle Grade books for 2015. And a fine selection of books to be included with, too. Thank-you Megan!
Also lovely to see ‘Bully on the Bus’ is one of the top sellers for 2015 on dyslexicbooks.com.
That’s something to smile about, at the close of a busy year.
Why don’t you check out some inspiring posts from the Poetry Friday crew, kicking off 2016 with Mary Lee at A Year of Reading. Happy New Year!
How lovely to hear that On Track made the New Zealand Listener’s 50 Best Books for Kids for 2015. On Track was one of seven Junior Fiction books to make the list, compiled by Ann Packer.
Last week I posted about my discovery of Storybird. (You can read more here.) Storybird has been around since 2010, so I was feeling a little late to the party… but it soon became apparent that I wasn’t the only late arrival. So… for those of you who’ve never flown the nest, here’s a little peek into the process of creating a poem in Storybird. (You can also write picture books and chapter books, without the word ‘tags’ but I love the immediacy of the poetry – and haven’t yet spread my wings much in the other areas. And besides, this is Poetry Friday. 😉 )
First, you choose a photo (1) as inspiration. There are so many illustrations to choose from, generously shared by incredibly talented artists. There are vibrant pieces with an abundance of colour, or simpler black and white illustrations – or muted colours in between. (Something for every mood and preference!) For this example, I chose bright rain by thedreamygiraffe
These holidays, I discovered Storybird. Well – not quite true, because I’ve known about it for a long time, but resisted, because of a fear of internet overuse and excessive megs-consumption… But this holidays, I caved…
It is, as I feared, a little addictive. Continue reading
I was busy and missed last week’s Poetry Friday round – but I loved the Me Poem challenge on Michelle’s blog… so much so that I wrote, not one, but two.
Me in Grade Three
in Grade Three –
marching with the
Grade Seven girls
as we form rows
a wave of girls
in house colour
left, left, left-right-left,
tallest to shortest
and up near the front
is me –
in Grade Three.
Michelle’s poem for the day was Dear Dog – referencing a scary encounter she had as a child. It prompted this… Continue reading