Just a Poem I Wrote (Because sometimes that’s what I do…)

Memories of My Childhood   Standing on tiptoe, my eyes search the dark recesses of the closet…   There it is.   I reach up, slide the box off the shelf, and crouch down.   Gently I place the box on the floor in front of me.   I peel back the cardboard flaps, somewhat…

There’s Only One You (Or…worst title EVER.)

Finally. It’s poetry time. Now I realize the calendar says May, and April is officially poetry month, but whoever made that decision didn’t realize there are pacing guides to be followed. I simply could not begin poetry until Informational Writing had been taught, practiced, and assessed. And that didn’t happen until the beginning of May. And…

‘Twas a Run Before Christmas

‘Twas a Run Before Christmas In the style of Clement Clarke Moore   ‘Twas a run before Christmas, and all over town, Not a sidewalk was shoveled, I feared falling down; The roads were all covered with salt laden slush, Navigation would be slow, I knew I couldn't rush.   Darkness was looming, ‘though it…

A Poem, A Class and A Connection

This summer I am taking part in the Fox Valley Writing Project's Invitational Summer Institute. It's a great opportunity for me, and I am super excited to be a part of it. Last Saturday, during the orientation, one of the instructors shared the book The Best Part of Me, which is a wonderful book about body image,…

Sticky Note Poetry

Before I started blogging, I did a lot of blog reading. As I teacher of language arts, I understood the importance of  mentor texts (or perhaps I should say mentor blogs). Before I began creating my own blog, I knew I needed to see quality examples of what I wanted to produce. During this process, I…