Showing posts from January, 2016

Nothing is Possible

It is Poetry Friday!  And today poets and poetry lovers of all ages are being hosted by Catherine at Reading to the Core ! Today I have a veritable stew... in a yummy way, not like stewing mad... First, I had one wonderful response to my challenge to write at "How to" poem.  And that Wonderful How To-er is....none other than the fabulous Tabatha Yeatts!  Thanks, Tabatha - this is great...I love "Collect dust.  Get wanderlust."  Definitely a Rummage Sale Treasure! I wish I had a prize.  Maybe I can "rummage" around and find something that was going to go in a rummage sale! How to wind up in a rummage sale by Tabatha Yeatts Live a lot. Seek blind spot. Tuck away. Shadow soiree. Be lost At any cost! Collect dust. Get wanderlust. Time to go? You'll know. Astound -- Be found! ************************************** Then, I have another poem on Silver Birch Press! It's about how you compare yourself to someone  well-k

Spiritual Journey Thursday - Selah

For the next month or so on Thursdays, a group of bloggers will be posting about the spiritual connections to their 2016 OLW.  This week's word, " Selah ", is Michelle Haseltine's at One Grateful Teacher . Interested in other bloggers' take on this word?  Stop in at Holly Mueller's site, Read, Write, Think and check out the Linky! Psalm 62: 7-8 Selah. "All the earth shall worship thee, and shall sing unto thee; they shall sing to thy name. Selah."   Psalm 66:4 My first thought was “Sure, I know what Selah means - pause, be still, meditate on that.”  I’ve heard it and read it.  But then I decided to look it up.  And to my surprise, the origin and meaning of the word “Selah” has never quite been established. I found: It could be the Hebrew word calah, meaning to measure or weigh, or valued. It could be derived from two Hebrew words, s-lah and s-lal meaning to praise and to lift up. Its third derivation could be from salah, m

Present and Accounted For

Margaret mentioned to me that I might enjoy Thursdays here.  I am poking around and I think I just might! So here I am.  Present and accounted for. That phrase just popped into my head as started to write the title of my post.  Most times the title is the last thing I do.  Who knows where I'll end up when I start?  And if I do put the title in first, it often has to change.  But in this case I'm pretty sure it will not. When I think of being present, as in present in the moment, I am reminded of times that we took pictures or video of events in our lives - to the extent that we missed the real action!  The event was viewed through a small viewfinder or little screen on the back of a camera, not in full, real life.  I remember there came a time when neither my husband nor I wanted to be the one recording the events.  We didn't want to miss it in real life! Or it's like the photographer at a wedding with "posed pictures" of bride and groom, and wedding p


It's Tuesday.  Time to link up with Two Writing Teachers for Tuesday's Slice of Life.  I am a retired teacher, who pops in to share periodically there.  Pretty soon it will be March!  And then it will be a post a day there! I have been struggling with if I want to try another OLW this year.  I've tried before, and gotten distracted early on - totally forgetting about my word.  But - I'm going for it again . I reread recent posts and thought about my life as I thought about the word possibilities. It became clearer to me what I have been doing lately; I found that I have been trying to live my life a little more boldly. BOLD is what I want to be, how I want to act, how I want to do things, how I want to approach (of course with an LY then) things.  So maybe the word is actually BOLDLY. I am going to eek push a little poem out and sneak deposit it in my pocket. Scratch those meek words.  I need more flourish to nourish my soul!  (There's a line I

What Is My Life?

As I was listing my poetry on the links page I'm creating, I came across a poem I had written, copying the process that Margaret Simon had told about doing with her group of children. I went to Margaret's site, Reflections on the Teche , to read the description of the process again. I had been meaning to try another one, so what better time than now? This poem was a surprise to me as I again tried the exercise.  The writing that I did in the center part ended up not coming out a poem, as it did the first time .  This time I posed questions!  Question after question came to my mind.  I wanted to write something else, but that just wasn't happening!  What would I do with questions???  I circled some key words I'd written, and then began to write on a new sheet. In under 15 minutes, this was the result - as you can see from the photo, the first part just fell onto the paper, with a bit more work revising and arranging the ending.  I'm posting this on Sunday.  S

How to Write a Poem Challenge

Poetry Friday is at Tara's today.  She's looking at snow from a serene point of view and has lots of links to some fine poetry!  Head on over to A Teaching Life and enjoy poems as you sip hot chocolate and watch the snow fall (at least if you are on east coast south of Maine!). * Special FB Message * from our Bangor Police Department especially for those in the Snowstorm Areas - read if you are getting snow and like to visit Maine in the summer: ajs1980/posts/ 1135362313148303?src=email_ notif&mds=%2Fsharer-dialog. php%3Ffs%3D8%26sid% 3D10153904589291079% 26internal_preview_image_id& mdf=1   Today is a repost of a two poems from a Wednesday back in November of 2014.  I came across this when I was making a page of links to all the poems I've written since I began blogging... There are more than I thought there would be.... When Tabatha asked me if I had a place to access all the poems I'd written, I thought - Good Idea!  Now I

Friday's Poetica Miscellanea

My poem, "In Mountains", is on Silver Birch Press .  I hope you can stop by!   The poem is written for the theme "Me in Fiction".  I chose Heidi as my character.  You MUST remember her!  I'd bet most of you have read "Heidi".  Oh, I so loved that book - well, those books, really!  I also read the next two: "Heidi Grows Up" and "Heidi's Children", when I was young.  Most people are probably not familiar with those two books.  They were written by Spyri's French translator, Charles Tritten.  I felt like I had discovered a secret world in the mountains, and then to top it off, discovered secret books.  Until doing a search on Amazon, I had never, since childhood, heard of those two books about Heidi's older years. After reading Heidi, I wanted to eat goat cheese and hardy home-baked breads, and drink goat milk and look up at the night sky through an open window above my hay stuffed mattress.  It sounded wonder

It is ALL Good

A few weeks ago, the doctor found a lump, and with confirmation from a second doctor, it was determined that I needed a mammogram asap. I gathered my relatives and a few close friends - all prayerful, supportive people - to let them know of the situation.  And for two/three weeks we prayed.  I think my husband may have even prayed more than I... prayed earnestly for the lump to be taken away. Over Christmas, my grandson - 4 years old - visited.  On the day of their departure, he and I were sitting at breakfast together when he asked me, "Nannie, are you going to miss me?"  I told him I would miss him.  He jumped up and said "I'm going to get you something."  He went into his sleeping area and came back with the lamb he plays with while he's here.  "Here, this will help you." "So I won't miss you?" "Yeah."  A pause then..."Do you know who loves you?" "Um...who?" I asked, wondering what he was abo

Sea Treasures Winter Swap

Sea Treasures This is only my second year doing the Winter Swap, but it is so much fun!  For me it's a time to be able to share a little bit of ME and me - an opportunity to get to feel the "real" of our virtual worlds.  Isn't it great to know that there are actual human beings out there in the rest of the world that we know even though we have never met face to face?  This is a great tangible way to reach out and know in our digital, virtual age that breathing, living souls are on the other side of that glowing monitor, and that the typed words we are reading, first emanated from a thoughtful mind via fingers with unique swirls and whorls.  It's a mind boggling thought for me today.  I am going to stop there before I come to tears.  Thank you everyone out there for reading!  Thank you for commenting! Know that I consider YOU to be my friend! Sea Treasures