Reconnecting

I started April with such good intentions.  2 challenges in one (Poetry and A-Z).  Then I got busy with other commitments. The beaded ornaments I photographed and gave away.  (I am working on five more for some friends who are retiring.)  I have also been working on a grant for our school.

Tonight I was looking through the NEAtoday.  There was a link for history, archaeology, and the arts  http://www.nea.org/tools/lessons/50754.htm (Athenaeum)   Well when I went exploring  but what should I find a lesson on Edward Hopper http://edsitement.neh.gov/lesson-plan/edward-hoppers-house-railroad-painting-poem#sect-thelesson   Thought I would share the links.

May looks promising.

Keepsake

Yesterday we were acquaintances
Yesterday we shared a dream
Yesterday we shared a journey
Yesterday we became friends.

We planned,
We worked
We dreamed
We journeyed

We shared a vision
Literacy Without Borders.
Like the Hobbit's journey
We traveled.

We planned
We worked
We dreamed
We accepted challenges.

Funding, fund raisers
Coffee "the Readers Blend", nooks, raffles, sponsors,
One by one
Others shared our dream.

Joining us
Dreams turned into reality
Along the way
I got to know you

I learned to appreciate you.
I am thankful for you
I am grateful for your gifts
I am glad we journeyed together.

This is my gift
A keepsake of woven beads
Woven like memories through our journey
Dreams unlocked transforms reality.

Yesterday we were acquaintances
Yesterday we shared a dream
Yesterday we shared a journey
Today we are friends.


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Jars of Jelly and Jam

Choke Cherries - ready to pick.

Choke cherries 

Clusters of purple sunshine
Tart bites
Transform
Jars of Jelly and Jam.

Pick, wash, simmer
Empty jars, steam
Juice, sugar, pectin
Stir - a coated spoon.

Clusters of purple sunshine

Tart bites 

Transform

Jars of Jelly and Jam.

Rich molten purple
Flows
Mason jars
A water bath.

Clusters of purple sunshine
Tart bites
Transform
Jars of Jelly and Jam.

Choke Cherry jelly
Country stained glass
Purple of a rose window
Jars of Jelly and Jam.

I - Is for Icicle

I am Icicle
Who needs freezing temps
Who loves hanging around
Who sees the morning sun
Who hates warm weather
Who fears kids with big sticks
Who dreams of traveling to the ocean.
Who loves the poetry in "Water Dance"
Resident of roof tops, buildings, and occasional trees
I am frozen water.

A biographical poem based on a "I am - poetry frame"

Links of Discovery
http://www.tnellen.com/cybereng/portrait.html  Poetry frames

http://www.cape.k12.mo.us/blanchard/hicks/Poetry/Poetry.htm

H is for History - A List Poem

The old map
In the old trunk
The photograph album
The letters held together
Edison phonograph cylinders 1888-1915
A rolled poster
Gramophones
Silent Films
Talkies
Silver Screen
45s
Old Newspaper clippings
Memories of a life.

G is for Gallivanting

Gallivanting is one of my husband's favorite words.  It means to travel, roam, or move about for pleasure. For today's post I decided on a spine poem.

Gallivanting In Montana

F is For Fear

I am words whispering in the wind
I am chills that inhabit the dark, buried
I am the monster reflected in the looking glass
I am fiendish words twisted

I am eyes of darkness, stalking silently
I am a heart beating a staccato rhythm
I am secrets hidden in your memories

I am shadows of your dark side

I am screams splintering the silence 

I am the sound of a round being chambered.

I am a single night of violence, repeated

I am secrets hidden in your memories

I am green slime oozing up from fissures of distrust
I am rapacious thoughts chained with rusty links
I am vindictive words that cut to the bone
I am resentment that plots revenge

I am memories imprisoned breaking free.
I am disorientation, stirring shadows, panic
I am isolation, confusion
I am secrets hidden in your memories

I am a family photo and no recognition

I am estrangement that accepts no responsibility.

I am a memento wired with mental land-mines.

I am a demon, my name is FEAR.