by Amy LV
Students - This poem is dedicated to some friends that I miss. I didn't realize it until after I wrote the words, but as soon as I realized it...I knew it was true for sure. Sometimes our real feelings - of joy or sadness, of anger or confusion - find their way into our poems.
Many of you know that I love pretending, pretending that I am something or someone else. When I write, I can pretend to be anyone or anything anytime at all! There is magic in the pen, magic in the pencil, magic in the keyboard. I am Amy, and then I am a shell. You, too, can be another through the power of writing. Do remember though, even when you become another through writing, your own feelings find a way of seeping in.
This poem does rhyme, and the ending goes on, perhaps a little longer than you would have expected. I allowed it to do so, allowed the last lines to linger, to stretch out a few syllables past the expected rhyme scheme. To me, this lingering seems to echo the melancholy feeling of the shell subject.
You may wish to brainstorm a list of "If I were..." phrases in your notebook today or someday. Perhaps one will lead you to a poem idea. The list of things one might have been, might be, might one day become, is endless!
Thank you again, one last time, to all who visited and commented during my joyful Writing the Rainbow project each day of April. I loved reading your poems and ideas at our Padlet, and I am excited to tell you that we'll have some classes sharing their rainbow poems in this space soon. If you missed that April project, for a time you can still visit the poems HERE.
You'll find me today at the Milennium Hotel in Buffalo, NY, visiting happily with many many New York State librarians for the NYLA SSL 2017 Conference. I'll be signing books and teaching a little class at 11am. I so look forward to it!
Today's Poetry Friday fiesta, in all its gorgeousness, is with Jama at Jama's Alphabet Soup. Stop by her place to taste this week's poetry offerings all around the Kidlitosphere. We're a friendly group, and we keep the poetry fires burning all year long...not just in April.
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