tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post5634756638092911432..comments2024-03-29T10:42:49.480-04:00Comments on The Miss Rumphius Effect: Monday Poetry Stretch - Children's Book InspirationTriciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-82395351312382566772015-01-28T19:49:29.408-05:002015-01-28T19:49:29.408-05:00Hello Maria. The way the form works, I think, is y...Hello Maria. The way the form works, I think, is you take the title and write it down the the page so each word of the title is the first word in your next line. After you complete that, if the poems needs to continue you can add your own word, which is what I did. Does that make sense? Wish I could explain it better. Enjoy! Charles Watershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18336052424127127605noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-83010288802127405572015-01-28T11:32:56.479-05:002015-01-28T11:32:56.479-05:00Hello Charles, would you mind reading my poem, as ...Hello Charles, would you mind reading my poem, as I used the same book title as you did 'Don't let the pigeon drive the bus', but I don't know if I've understood the concept!.Maria Francishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14548894857743644667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-86208032493151384312015-01-27T22:37:27.480-05:002015-01-27T22:37:27.480-05:00ONE SHOT
Don’t underestimate my talent Mr. Buchma...ONE SHOT<br /><br />Don’t underestimate my talent Mr. Buchman,<br />Let me sing for our school assembly, please.<br />The time has arrived; believe in me, I don’t sound like<br />Pigeons have a coughing fit anymore, sir. You said my <br />Drive to improve myself has been noted by my classmates.<br />The auditorium is filling up, don’t let me sit in back of the<br />Bus this time, let me be the Charles Watershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18336052424127127605noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-23878273256565029972015-01-24T14:58:25.726-05:002015-01-24T14:58:25.726-05:00Very nice. I also adore The Graveyard Book. Very nice. I also adore The Graveyard Book. tesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14651702526007175517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-36807687153865407422015-01-22T11:18:19.925-05:002015-01-22T11:18:19.925-05:00Thanks, Kate--I loved yours, too!Thanks, Kate--I loved yours, too!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-87808203320456951872015-01-21T20:59:31.894-05:002015-01-21T20:59:31.894-05:00Nice, Julie!Nice, Julie!KateCoombshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05584944601221466789noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-15056672938171381262015-01-21T16:41:32.957-05:002015-01-21T16:41:32.957-05:00The Westing Game . . .
The wild west wind is
wes...The Westing Game . . .<br /> <br />The wild west wind is<br />westing over the plains.<br />game roam wild,<br />across the westing plains.<br /> <br /><br />When You Reach Me . . .<br /><br />When is just whenever<br />you can make it here<br />reach me now or later<br />me and you, my dear.<br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-21193684625461595762015-01-20T18:34:49.050-05:002015-01-20T18:34:49.050-05:00Time Like Lava
The time of our lives means little...Time Like Lava<br /><br />The time of our lives means little in a<br />graveyard, but it also means little in a<br />book, for time expands and contracts<br />with each reader, each reading,<br />like lava flowing, cooling<br />until the coiled rock of it,<br />like graveyard monuments<br />lets us read our own lives.<br /><br />©2015 Jane Yolen all rights reservedJane Yolenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16614445497209111557noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-32545534565385397102015-01-15T20:53:18.421-05:002015-01-15T20:53:18.421-05:00I love this idea, and all the poems people have sh...I love this idea, and all the poems people have shared! It's been a pretty hectic week, but I'm looking forward to playing around with it this weekend. Thanks for sharing, Tricia!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-4811267232885761512015-01-15T17:56:15.833-05:002015-01-15T17:56:15.833-05:00oops, Frances/ not Francis!oops, Frances/ not Francis!tesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14651702526007175517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-84833100563105323902015-01-15T17:55:37.491-05:002015-01-15T17:55:37.491-05:00Who is Miss Sally?
Bread baking warms the room
A...Who is Miss Sally? <br /><br />Bread baking warms the room<br />And brings the children round<br />Jam sweetens so the spoon<br />For us to spread around<br /><br />Francis, don’t you dally, <br />Come soon and bring Miss Sally! <br />tesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14651702526007175517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-23744913623718548772015-01-15T07:49:06.323-05:002015-01-15T07:49:06.323-05:00I I randomly chose book number 26 in the top 100 l...I I randomly chose book number 26 in the top 100 list, and it was entitled 'Dont let the pigeon dive the bus, this is my effort, I hope I've understood the concept!.<br /><br />DON'T , they said, whatever you do,<br />LET him drive that bus,<br />THE silly bird doesn't have a clue<br />he's sure to cause a fuss.<br /><br />PIGEON would not listen though<br />he got behind the Maria Francishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14548894857743644667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-32957519864475297552015-01-14T14:09:17.104-05:002015-01-14T14:09:17.104-05:00Uncle Grump is quite welcome. He'll just need ...Uncle Grump is quite welcome. He'll just need to bring a third cup. Liz Steinglasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14614059299412727544noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-66126483005237563282015-01-13T23:29:09.771-05:002015-01-13T23:29:09.771-05:00Go, Frances! I'm tempted to write more of thes...Go, Frances! I'm tempted to write more of these… :)KateCoombshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05584944601221466789noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-43306840484503496812015-01-13T18:18:45.821-05:002015-01-13T18:18:45.821-05:00How funny that Liz and I both chose Frances! Can ...How funny that Liz and I both chose Frances! Can Uncle Grump join you for tea? Kate, I'm intrigued by your stone book in a graveyard...Heidi Mordhorsthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09902158336083356337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-58246989822319735482015-01-13T18:14:23.207-05:002015-01-13T18:14:23.207-05:00Nice idea, Tricia--and so many to choose from! I ...Nice idea, Tricia--and so many to choose from! I appreciated this link and will share with my kindergarten families.<br /><br />Uncle Grump <br /><br />"Bread<br />and <br />jam,<br />bread <br />and butter,<br />bread <br />and honey,<br />BREAD,"<br />he mutters.<br /><br />"What I like's<br />brown bread <br />and jam.<br />I do not like<br />green eggs <br />and ham.<br />Heidi Mordhorsthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09902158336083356337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-21808997126943980182015-01-13T13:33:23.136-05:002015-01-13T13:33:23.136-05:00Yes, what a fun idea, and what a great list of boo...Yes, what a fun idea, and what a great list of books. <br />Kate, I like your monks and mammoths in the moonlight. <br /><br />Two for Tea<br /><br />Bread and jam<br />for Francis.<br />Bread and jam <br />for me.<br />Two cubes of sugar,<br />two trickles of cream,<br />and two china cups<br />of tea.<br /><br />Liz Steinglass<br />Liz Steinglasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14614059299412727544noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-6721524532095447162015-01-13T08:35:55.715-05:002015-01-13T08:35:55.715-05:00What a cool idea! I've written two:
Moonlight...What a cool idea! I've written two:<br /><br />Moonlight<br /><br />At night when the moon shines on<br />the snow I think of the<br />same moon shining on monks in winter or a midnight<br />moment when mammoths tromped<br />around in the moonlight, also seeing snow.<br />The moonlit moments in this<br />world aren’t always for lovers.<br /><br /><br />Crow<br /><br />The crow crosses the<br KateCoombshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05584944601221466789noreply@blogger.com