tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post7999919293017307527..comments2024-03-28T02:54:32.745-04:00Comments on The Miss Rumphius Effect: Monday Poetry Stretch - Childhood GamesTriciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-40681456698056532632009-11-18T20:35:15.526-05:002009-11-18T20:35:15.526-05:00Rope
Skit skat
Paddywhack
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Jump ro...Rope<br /><br />Skit skat<br />Paddywhack<br />One foot, four;<br />Jump rope,<br />Turn twice,<br />Holler for more!<br /><br />Double Dutch,<br />Never such,<br />Ever such rhyme;<br />One foot,<br />Two foot,<br />Four feet time.<br /><br />Hold hands,<br />Back to back,<br />Shake it sweet;<br />Whip round,<br />Skip down,<br />Don’t miss a beat!<br /><br />Turning,<br />Turning<br />The ropeHarriethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05180730302829554796noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-2522997444598675602009-11-18T14:20:09.863-05:002009-11-18T14:20:09.863-05:00Mine's posted at my blog Across the Page. It&#...Mine's posted at my blog Across the Page. It's called "Boggle Dreams."<br /><br />http://www.acrossthepage.net/2009/11/18/poetry-stretch-games/<br /><br />Thanks for stimulating fun memories.<br /><br />JanetAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-46823353727779607132009-11-18T11:53:29.514-05:002009-11-18T11:53:29.514-05:00Thanks for this stretch, Tricia. It brought back ...Thanks for this stretch, Tricia. It brought back so many memories, I wrote two:<br /><br />POGO STICK<br /><br />Up <br /> down<br />hopping around<br />how many times<br />can I go-go?<br /><br />Up <br /> down <br />hopping around<br />zillions of times<br />on my pogo.<br /><br /><br />ONE POTATO, TWO POTATO <br /><br />One potato <br />two potato <br />three potato four <br />rang Carol Weishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11714185124041031419noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-8636679898332781202009-11-18T00:39:14.193-05:002009-11-18T00:39:14.193-05:00I wrote two poems this week. One is about my favor...I wrote two poems this week. One is about my favorite childhood activity, which I am classifying as a game:<br /><br />In the beginning, breath.<br />Out of the breath, worlds.<br />I watch a universe take shape,<br />Dancing the music of the spheres.<br /><br />Such possibilities ripple across these tiny worlds,<br />Shimmering with opal reflections.<br />What gardens bloom here? What creaturesAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-41645576089349514252009-11-17T12:05:47.820-05:002009-11-17T12:05:47.820-05:00Jane, I love your father's advice returning to...Jane, I love your father's advice returning to you now, the images and changing stories of jacks through your life, "I was no Jill at Jacks"...<br /><br />Ouija Board<br /><br />My hands hover over <br />hoping for hints.<br /><br />Who will I love someday?<br /><br />I close my eyes.<br />I hold my breath.<br /><br />What will the Ouija say?<br /><br />Letter-by-letter <br />my Amy L Vhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03830987204619914326noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-12291405220857428912009-11-16T15:35:46.295-05:002009-11-16T15:35:46.295-05:00Jacks
I was no Jill at Jacks,
tumbling gracelessl...Jacks<br /><br />I was no Jill at Jacks,<br />tumbling gracelessly down a hill.<br />Instead I swiped the little iron-legged tokens<br />with a quick hand, snagged the ball,<br />was on to the next round with hardly a wasted motion.<br />Champion of my camp, of my elementary school,<br />I privileged jacks over real boys,<br />keeping my winning streak going<br />until my first kiss the summer I janeyolenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15396863710083180775noreply@blogger.com