Showing posts with label Poems about Expressions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poems about Expressions. Show all posts

Friday, January 29, 2016

Walking a Mile...Writing from Books and Expressions


Used Sneaks
by Amy LV




Students - Today's poem came about in a difficult way. Honestly, I could not decide what to write about.  I rambled around in my notebook writing about everything from not knowing what to write to describing my cat to the grandfather I never knew to imagining an island full of horses.  My notebook entry that led to this poem is completely scattered.

But then I settled in.  And how I settled into this topic, I am not sure.  It may be because most of my shoes do come from secondhand stores, or it may because I was remembering a conversation I had over twenty years ago with Patricia MacLachlan.  I was riding in an elevator with Patricia MacLachlan at Teachers College, Columbia University, helping her with her things as she prepared to give a keynote in the big auditorium. On that elevator ride, she told me about an idea she had for a book.  It was an amazing idea for a book that she would not publish until over fifteen years later, and I thought about it often through those years.

When EDWARD'S EYES was published, and when I read the description, I squealed at the reality of our conversation coming to real print life.  I will not tell you what the book is about, but if you know it, you will see the connection to this poem.  If you do not know this book, then you must read it.


So maybe the poem comes a little bit from this book.  It also comes from a popular expression, "You cannot understand another person until you've walked a mile in their shoes."

I have written another poem from a popular expression - "You can't make a silk purse out of a sow's ear" - HERE.

If you're ever feeling uncertain of what to write about, try thinking about books you have read or conversations you have had.  Maybe make a list in your notebook of expressions.  Ideas are everywhere...sometimes we just have to look into the corners of our atticminds to find them.

It has been such a pleasure to host science author Melissa Stewart over at my other blog, Sharing Our Notebooks, this month.  If you have not read her post full of writing insight and notebook pictures, please stop by.  From now through Sunday, if you leave a comment, you will be entered into a drawing to win three of Melissa's books.

Catherine is hosting a this week's Poetry Friday roundup over at Reading to the Core.  You will love the peek into Irene Latham's new book, WHEN THE SUN SHINES ON ANTARCTICA, and you'll also love the interview between Catherine and Irene.  

Please share a comment below if you wish.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Who Am I? Poem #335 is a Riddle Poem!



Students - this is a riddle poem.  Last Wednesday had the opportunity to visit Calvin Coolidge Elementary School in Binghamton, NY for three poetry assemblies, and we talked about riddle poems.  In fact, we made some up.  To write a riddle poem of your own, think of some hints about an object or an animal.  List these hints in a mysterious way, giving juuuust enough information to help your reader but not too much information.  Then, ask someone to read your poem with an eye toward solving the riddle.

Did you solve my riddle?  This poem is about March.  As they say, "March comes in like a lion and out like a lamb."

The idea for this poem really came from two places: riddle-land, and the world of writing from expressions.  Give one of these a whirl this week if you're feeling uncertain of what to write about.

Teachers - this month is my last month of a poem each day for one year.  For April, National Poetry Month, I plan to feature poetry in classrooms.  I would love to feature special projects and poetry ideas as well as student work.  Please leave me a comment or send an e-mail to amy at amylv dot com if you are interested in this possibility.

Thank you to Amy Zimmer Merrill for arranging and organizing the wonderful visit to Calvin Coolidge Elementary.  It was such a delight to receive a beautiful flower pot of poems from young writers, eat cookies together, see the welcome sign, and most of all meet with so many warm and open students.  I am grateful to have had a chance to visit and hope to read some more student poems as they make their way to Amy's glittery mailbox!

Dorothy
(named after Dorothy Aldis)

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