Saturday, April 8, 2017

Writing the Rainbow Poem #8 - Forest Green


Welcome to my National Poetry Month project for 2017!  Students - Each day of April 2017, I will close my eyes, and I will reach into my box of 64 Crayola crayons.

Aerial View of Crayola Box
Photo by Georgia LV

Each day I will choose a crayon (without looking), pulling this crayon out of the box. This daily selected crayon will in some way inspire the poem for the next day.  Each day of this month, I will choose a new crayon, thinking and writing about one color every day for a total of 30 poems inspired by colors.

I welcome any classrooms of poets who wish to share class poems (class poems only please) related to each day's color (the one I choose or your own).  Please post your class poem or photograph of any class crayon poem goodness to our Writing the Rainbow Padlet HERE.  (If you have never posted on a Padlet, it is very easy.  Just double click on the red background, and a box will appear.  Write in this box, and upload any poemcrayon sharings you wish.)

Here is a list of this month's Writing the Rainbow Poems so far:


And now...today's crayon.  Forest Green!

Mama
by Amy LV




Students - Back in 1994, when I lived in New York City, I would regularly visit Morningside Park.  In the spring of that year I saw a bird sitting on a nest. Regularly I would sit on a bench and, from a distance, watch this bird keeping her eggs warm. It really did feel like a little secret in a very big city.

Do you have a memory of something small in a big world, something small that you will never forget?  Perhaps you might have a small memory that connects with a color you've chosen for today or with anything at all.  Memories stay with us, and when we write these memories down, we keep them closer to our hearts. This wee bird is a memory from over twenty years ago...and she was still fluttering in my soul. How grateful I am that she took flight today. And had I not sat down to write...she never would have done so.

If you are Writing the Rainbow with me, you might choose to connect the color you choose today to a memory...or not.  Colors can take us anywhere.  And if you'd like to join in with your own poem at our Writing the Rainbow Padlet, please do!

Don't miss the links to all kinds of Poetry Month goodness up there in my upper left sidebar.  Happy eighth day of National Poetry Month.  

Tomorrow evening I will host the #nctechat on Twitter.  Please join us at that hashtag at 8pm EST to talk about the "Art and Joy of Poetry."

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5 comments:

Ruth said...

Beautiful!

Mary Lee said...

I love that mama and her careful watchers!

Linda B said...

Love your memory, Amy, & that idea of a secret club.

Matt Forrest Esenwine said...

Thoughtful poem, Amy - of course, I love Forest green! ;) And I like how the rhyme scheme is subtle so as not to take away from the imagery.

skanny17 said...

Catching up on your rainbow poems. This is a delight. I agree with Matt about your subtle rhymes. We rush, too much.....and what do we miss?
Janet Clare F.